Air Bubble Kisses

February 21, 2013
By brianatetlow GOLD, Cinnaminson, New Jersey
brianatetlow GOLD, Cinnaminson, New Jersey
14 articles 0 photos 2 comments

Favorite Quote:
I happen to be an eighth Cherokee, that's why i have this dream catcher, that catches about an eighth of my dreams!


I’m the Valentine to your sins,
Carrying away feather-made whispers that whimper when the wind goes through them.
I’m the saint to your bed post prayer test,
Keeping count of names, lip tastes, checking them into the wood hung so neatly between and behind your twin mattress.
I’m the hand painted rock you let sob in the river,
Dancing bubbles of air that came for the ride kissed me as they left, kicking out because it wasn’t what they signed up for.
I’m everything you needed me to be when you needed me.
I’m everything you wanted me to be when you wanted me.
I love air bubble kisses.
Throw me into deeper water.
I wanna feel my wait.


The author's comments:
It's not perfect or one of my best pieces or anything like that, but I haven't truly written in a long time so I thought I would put it up here.

Similar Articles

JOIN THE DISCUSSION

This article has 0 comments.



SciArc

MacMillan Books

Aspiring Writer? Take Our Online Course!