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.