An oath to candy floss...

As I eat my pink candy floss,
I know I'm letting my stomach and teeth go for a toss,
After all these calories not lost.
I will start looking very gross,
but my pink candy floss looks like a rose.

It is made with caramelized sugar,
who with it's lover colour is put in a blend.
With a rotating machine it is put together,
not so much like the process of making leather.

It's is suddenly given to me,
I am ready to go down on my knee.
I take my first bite,
it feels like I might have gone to heaven
in disguise of that candy floss,
which looks a lot like pink moss.

The drops of saliva on that candy floss,
looks like blood dripping from a bleeding horse.
It starts melting in my mouth,
my joy is expressed not so loud.
It is not so soon that it's a stick,
but that divine flavour is still on my lip.
Then I walk with my backpack,
but, that divine flavour is tucked
into that deep mind map.

(Picture taken from the net).