Pink candy floss

Image courtesy of Valerie Elash on Unsplash (edited by author).

In praise of unrequited love and loss

we went to the fair last time in July

sickeningly sweet like pink candy floss;

eager eyes devoured cherry lip gloss I

mistook hunger for appetite realized

in praise of unrequited love and loss;

she left me eating candied apricots

as I lost her at the carnival ride

sickeningly sweet like pink candy floss;

I searched carousels sucking lollipops

humming apricot dripping on my thighs

in praise of unrequited love and loss;

a butterfly drowned in the sticky sauce

my syrupy thighs stank of saccharine

sickeningly sweet like pink candy floss;

I watched her turn right behind the ring toss

my honey brined tongue whispered a goodbye

in praise of unrequited love and loss

sickeningly sweet like pink candy floss.