Pop Song

Substance in the fluff
Luscious confectionery grace
Getting fatter, saturated with your sweetness
Tart sheen of sunlight through pineapple shades
Crispy mint-vanilla sheets

And the double chocolate blankets
The marshmallow pillowcases with toffee-nougat inside
And the strawberry stitching, the watermelon mattress
Peppermint box spring with lemon-lime skirt

So I have an appetite problem
The filling between us is so scrumptious
Let's float effervescent across caramel canyons
Slurp through the cream of a thousand Sunday sundaes
Your cherry melting center, your cocoa-butter hands

And even if the world only lasts fifty licks, sugar
Let's eat each other up
Before my insides go sour and you rot my choppers away