Cauliflower, cotton candy,
Collective counted sheep above,
Cover, hover, right above her,
Shadows shade, pure as a dove.

Puffing, huffing, never bluffing,
Painted promise in the sky,
Floating feeling, never leaving,
Loving until you draw nigh.

Floating, lifting, gravity shifting
Ascending higher, evermore.
Still, I reach for cotton candy,
‘Til it becomes my only floor.