Marshmellow

My most beloved Marshmellow
Your soft and white skin
has trapped my thoughts
I enjoy your softness
while piercing your
substanceless being

You consist of sweetness
that turns into poison
as soon as I digest
You create a soulless,
short and sweet high,
that disappears with daylight.

Cheap pleasure
is what you were made for
and no expectation
for deep and juicy conversation
should be exerted on your
weak and pillowy existence.