Fairy Floss

I gazed upon the sky,

and thought about you.

The sky of the sunset was

scarlet and red,

painted around,

sprinkled with drops of fairy floss,

lying and waiting since forever.

Impulsions willed me to touch its ceiling,

I fingered naughtily to reach its limits,

at last,

grappling onto the irresistable sport,

in gay spirits,

I ran to you.

I desire to share my prize with you,

for you are my joy,

my passion,

and subject of my affections.

In silence I will feed you,

with my sweet balls of fairy floss.

Cos I have found you,

hungry for love,

I will let you taste my blushing lips.