Spinning Sugar

Spinning Sugar

I spun sugar today, from words you gave me,

feathery,
crystalline,
velvety sweet.

Dissolving into liquid, pink upon my tongue,

delicate,
syrupy,
nectared dew.

I made a meal of your gift,
as it danced its way inside me.

Owning the vowels’ confection,
reducing the cloud of consonants,
into a fluid, honeyed trail.

I spun sugar today,
so I could eat your words,
and bundle their sweetness inside me.

By | 2015-08-20T16:26:15+00:00 June 6th, 2013|Poetry|0 Comments

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