Sweet romance (poem)

 I was a cupcake, 

With sprinkles and cherries,

Grown in a forest of delicate fairies.

She was a blueberry,

Supple and dark,

Like velvet in purple,

Or sex in the park.

We lived in a pie made of cookies

And cream,

We pulled swedish fish

From a soda-pop stream.

Together at night, 

we would turn out the light

And see visions of candy cakes

Dancing in dreams.