“It looks like cotton candy, true, but it smells like nothing at all, tastes kind of bland if you dare to try it, then melts in your hand when you touch it. As it is simply water, nothing more.” Gun Roswell

Fluffy, soft and white
In the softest of light
Tiny jewels flickering
Waking the slumbering
Into a bright white blossom
In the snow as light as cotton