Here is the fun spot
where the sun stops
for tiny gum drops.

Where I try and
pick pink pockets
with candy droplets,
devouring
the souring
lemons candies,
whilst my tongue
lavishes love on
long lollipops.

Where candy corn
and other sweets adorn
the dreams I try to ignore
cause I am hungry for
what I should abhor.

Yes, I miss my sweet mistress
of caramel treats,
and the boatloads
of cotton candy
that is swirling in
a tricky web of
addiction for what
I unconsciously love.