Sugar-Tipped Rush

Give me my sugar-tipped Rush.

Make it honey suckle sweet.

Let me breathe in cold air,

As the ground releases my feet. 

Let me touch powdered sugar spirals,

Like cotton candy in the sky.

Let me run my hands along the rainbow,

Made with raspberry, and bubblegum dye. 

Let me soar to the edge,

Diving headfirst into the gumdrops.

I'll come out as I always do;

Screaming, "I'll never stop."