Castle Crumbling

Have you ever heard the sound of rain falling upon a glass castle? Neither have I - But: I imagine it to sound like a delicate bell. Each drop a vital ingredient to the overall production. And when I bend down to kiss the princess I’ll wake up. Because a kiss never tasted so cold. 

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

very imaginative imagery in this poem...unexpected directions it takes.
the kiss waking up the speaker not the princess...as she is so cold...he realizes it's time to move on.
j.

[H L Rose]

This imagery is very interesting. I like it a lot. I can imagine it sounding like a bell as the rain hits the glass. I’m curious as to what the colon symbolizes, but I’m sure it holds significance.
I loved reading this!

[Attentive_Ambience]

Thank you :) Honestly, the colon was just for my own aesthetic pleasure. Sure, it's probably breaking its own rules, but roles are meant to be broken ^^

[H L Rose]

Haha, yes they are. You do you!