This piece is beautifully written, and bittersweet, sad, but beautiful. well done

I enjoy the vivid imagery that you use in this piece, it's very tragic, almost bittersweet.

Best of luck in writing,

Bette

"Gunmetal pressed to sick sternums; how it felt to be alone together." You expressed the sickening feeling of 'getting caught' so well here. The gun imagery was brilliant.

"Leave her broken like a hallelujah." PHENOMENAL. That reminded me of a song lyric: "It's a cold and it's a broken 'Hallelujah.'"

'More than love' has a much different feel to it then your other works that I've read of late; it has a unique, hasty feel about it.

Perhaps just the stucture of the verse, but I read it very fast. The images just thrusting themselves on me, much like the lovers encounter that you write about. I don't know if that was intentional on your part, but it really worked.

Much love,

Juliet.