floating on the clouds

up high in the sky

where birds come to fly 

two clouds that sit perfectly on time 

with the air that comes rounding thinner 

white fluff that twirls like sand 

probably none that can help you can stand 

clouds that form a imagine

that none others can understand 

the allusion of sweet cotton candy 

or unicorns jumping around

oh to feel that sweet savory taste

to feel the softness in my hands 

that moves with the wind like sand 

that nobody will ever understand