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Congratulations! 2022 Quill Award Winner - Best in Genre: Family *^*Trophyg*^* [Link To Item #2283722]](https://images.Writing.Com/imgs/writing.com/writers/badges/group-Quill_Award_2-1375927_6.gif) Sugar For A Black Cup Wish I could I have held my babes longer, sweeter, now that I know. Wish I could act out a character — rapt, their eyes mine, making them plead longer, later, when I couldn’t say no. Whispered nights lingered so long, falling under my own spell in a short, tight bed — waking to that pure physiognomy dim/lit. Dreams glowed outside. I peered perfect candy lands, laughing in our leafy canopies chase — hid in white pajamas, stranded on gold isles amid brave, majestic mounts. My snow globe shook seasonal melody. Years scaled me down — no stealth, harnesses or gear. I stared into a black cup one morning, shadow on my back sweetly waited. A familiar face offered arms, the momentary gift to feel whole. Wish I had kissed that soft cheek. Wish I held longer. One of us can touch clouds, taste brewing rain, see color in greater dimension. Don’t want to escape/lose, but relive, memories of surly pirates with sugary swords — never to get a belly ache. 10.20.22 44 lines, free verse Sometimes, we move one another after initial inspiration. Thanks   Original: Dreams Realized In A Hug Wish I could I have held my babes longer sweeter now that I know wish I could act out a character when rapt their eyes mine making them plead longer later when I couldn’t say no those nights I lingered so long fell asleep in a short bed woke to those sweet faces dim/lit those dreams glowed on the outside I peered in: perfection candy lands we’d chase, laugh hide in a welcoming forest in white pajamas stranded together on our isle brave explorers camped on highest Everest a snow globe shaken for seasonal melodies years it took scaled me down stealth no harnesses or gear and stared into a black cup early one morning the sweetest, youngest hugged me a gift to momentarily feel whole wish I could kiss that soft cheek wish I could hold on longer I think one of us can touch clouds taste brewing rain see color in greater dimensions I don’t want to escape this but relive memories as surly pirates with sugary swords dream we never get a belly ache 10.20.22 45 lines, free verse |
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