adeline.

 

adeline.

we find murder weapons.

 

we scale mountains,

            and we brave the open waters.

 

we laugh at the flashing lights

            as we make our escape.

 

we toast to regret and watch the shooting stars.

 

            too bad we were talking about him,

                                    she said.

 

I told her she was all the hope in the world.

all wrapped up

in one smile.

 

she smiled,

 

and told me to be quiet,

or the owners would hear us.

Reviews

[Juliette Cross]

i love this very much so. i connect to this kind of writing. each line tells me what i think i need to know. no line dwells. i dont really know the two of you but it is clear that is how it should be. and i love that. i am looking through something small, a crack. i am content with what i see. i always am fascinated by the idea of "we" and i like the we in this poem. it feels real.

[r]

well written! not what i was looking for it this contest though

[Loner]

Beautiful declaration