Cotton candy at the summer fair. Strawberry ice cream. The tiny bow smile of my daughter. A little girl in her Easter dress. The tip of my kitten’s nose. The color cream turns when you let the berries sit long enough. The skin of a perfect peach. The lipstick that looked strange on your great aunt but looks hot on your girlfriend. Strawberry Now-n-Laters. Bazooka Joe bubble gum. The carnation you worn for the Prom. Victoria’s Secret Yoga pants. The hand print on your face for getting caught noticing the Yoga pants. Pepto after a long night you don’t quite remember. Is it really pink or do words fall short?