You kissed my cheek
The first time I saw you.
I could still feel the touch
The next evening,
So when you kissed the other
I had a matching pair.
Ghosts with butterfly-wing lips
Fluttered
Against my cheek that night
As I left my body smiling
In my bed,
Floating in that same sea
Of blanket-tipped waves
Where you now lay at anchor.
The third night,
I took your hand
And our fingers formed a seal,
Locking together with that
Vault door sound.
The third night,
I kissed your mouth,
And that sense-memory of your lips
Has made mine feel
Different
Ever since.














Critiques
My first suggestion would be to avoid capitalizing every word at the start of a new line. Capitalize only if you are starting a new sentence, as it is now it's a little choppy and hard to follow.
The third stanza is the best part of this piece with original and descriptive imagery. However, the rest of the piece is filled with clichés. If you could make the rest of the piece more like the third stanza I think this would be a much better piece.
What you do differently in that third stanza is describe your feelings, instead of just directly describing what happened to the character in this piece. The language used is better and the reader has to think a bit to imagine the emotions you are describing.
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