Miss Cotton Candy
Floating towards my lips
A sweet butterfly
ecstasy to my dull mouth.
I close my eyes
Drifting on her distant cloud
My tongue dressed in the juices
Of my mouths lady
Silently dancing behind my teeth.
My lips sealed
with the sweat of this rumba
Legs thick as molasses
I can not begin to speak.
Numbed by the rush of this confection
A tandem of her existence and mine
I smile at the thought of a life
Filled with stained tongues and tooth aches.
by A. Wright a.k.a Miss Know It All
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