Love Poem: Marshmello Heart

Marshmello Heart

"I am mostly air inside," said the girl... "And I'm not very firm." Who could ever love a marshmello woman? ... He smiled at her. "Softness is part of what makes you special. There's a sweetness there it's true. No one minds the air inside. We're made of strange stuff too.

Her touch is like a gentle current. Carried off to rest. The smile that wavers back and forth... is secretly the best!