Candy

​You’re the reason for the smile that is permanently sitting upon my face 

When I’m with you my arm is always reserved, so you can take pride of place

 When we walk these streets

 I care not for my  own style and grace

Whenever our eyes meet,when we touch base

I know it’s all worthwhile

See my smile

 I think to myself, you’re my arm candy

 My cotton candy 

 My candy coloured crush

You’re my favourite sugar rush

 I never need a bag of pick n mix with you 

You are always sweet enough