all my kisses on the heavy stairs

 

 

all my kisses on the heavy stairs

goodbyes wrestle from my lips.
they form a wave of kisses from my hand.
too often I have loitered on these steps,
and waded knee deep in some small regret,
to say goodbye more often than hello
till all my kisses on the heavy stairs
have hit a slamming door just as it closed,
and so I keep them till the next goodbye,
among the sound of footfalls kept inside.

 

Reviews

[hoyt]

This is a wonderful write! So quickly it pulls you into the feeling of the moment. Very well done!

[Ed Hart]

I am writeless...though not kissless...

[Jibey]

Such a good write.... the 'wrestling' of goodbyes, the door slammed, the footfall kept outside... How very sad

[cest la vie]

Yet another most excellent piece.
"they form a wave of kisses from my hand"

Fabulous line. Well done, Phibby!!

[Fabian G. Franklin]

You are such a wonderful and talented writer. Always a pleasure to read your words. Excellent!