Analysis of My cherry.
Sticky little cherry
Kiss my sweet lips
Like pure love
My tastebuds drip
Glazed like the sun
Upon my tongue
Yet sweet red rose
More future brung
All that you know
Of love set free
When fear transmutes
Into destiny
And then lips caressed
their cherry trees.
A love was passed
Upon the breeze
And yet the seeds
Of passion, though
Only one was meant, to grow
| Scheme | ABCDEFGFHABAIJKJLHH |
|---|---|
| Poetic Form | |
| Metre | 101010 1111 111 111 1101 0111 1111 1101 1111 1111 111 01100 01101 1101 0111 0101 0101 1101 1011111 |
| Closest metre | Iambic dimeter |
| Characters | 357 |
| Words | 69 |
| Sentences | 2 |
| Stanzas | 1 |
| Stanza Lengths | 19 |
| Lines Amount | 19 |
| Letters per line (avg) | 15 |
| Words per line (avg) | 4 |
| Letters per stanza (avg) | 286 |
| Words per stanza (avg) | 67 |
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