The Last Kiss
By: the iHope Poet
Something pressed against my lips,
I think it was your final kiss.
A finger traced my aching heart -
all thoughts coherent grew amiss.
Something pulled me close to you,
I think it was that fear I knew.
My locks were rattled, cages sprung,
And as you turned, you proved me true.
Some perfection held me still -
I won't forget my dying will,
to make you stay inside my arms
- and for a moment I was filled.
Something told me not to cry,
and I refrained as we goodbyed.
But endless were the tears that fell,
as soon as you took to the sky.
Something lingered on my lips,
You knew it was our final kiss.
But you will never feel the pain
of losing such a love as this.
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