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Georgie Jan 2020
You occupy my brain like candyfloss
My thoughts feel cloudy
My words become a jumbled mess when you're around
But it eventually fades away
Until the next time we meet

You occupy my brain like candyfloss
People are confusing
Ismail Nasution Oct 2017
I was a kid who happened
to be happy being lost
In a crowded amusement park.

It was a fine Saturday evening
And the circus was performing.
A firework of excitement
Was exploding in my head.

A candy floss was on my left hand
And right was parental boredom
That I purposely let it slip away.

And how sweet is memory?
Too sweet to forget
As the circus leaves the town
Early morning on Sunday
I am sorry
That I was hungry and you were weak

I was insatiable
What I had was not enough
And you were there
Irresistible
Sweet and perfumed
As coy and cloying as candyfloss
I had to consume you
And throw away the paper stick
Damp from my tongue
I wrote this poem in less than a minute as an exercise about writing from the perspective of someone whose viewpoint you disagree with but empathise with.
Poetic T May 2015
Upon candyfloss clouds
You rest your soft head.

Gurgling, smiling as
Innocence plays out.

Taken from life, only
A breath breathed out.

You are on candyfloss
Clouds, peace in your
mind, eyes look down.

Little one, angelic one,
Taken before your time.

Look down and know, that
You are loved even though
On candyfloss clouds, you
Are and will be in the hearts
And minds of everyone.

— The End —