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His Last Kiss

Raven hair splays across her pillow in soft waves.
Olive skin as smooth as the satin on which she lays.

Golden locket with their images, rests upon her throat.
His heart wrenching pain, hidden, as the gun neath his coat.

His last kiss as soft as her dusty pink lips.
He remembers her warmth and the curve of her hips.

Their vows taken in bliss; till death do us part.
To the living, is left a broken, bleeding heart.

He leans over her body with his gun aimed true.
Crimson sprays up, dotting sky's of blue.

Echo's of gunfire, the tombstones couldn't mask it.
As his body falls limp, across his true love's casket.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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Date: 11/16/2017 4:59:00 AM
this reminds me of "Annabell Lee" I love the complexity, gives the whole piece serious depth. learned something reading it, thank you. Michael.
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Date: 1/28/2015 11:15:00 PM
Oh Wow ! That hard . Love it . Bev
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Date: 1/25/2015 9:27:00 PM
Amazing tale of love that could not go on without her. How does one go on with only half a heart. I loved this one, thanks for sharing
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Date: 1/24/2015 8:41:00 AM
Amazing poem! Great imagery. I love your twists. I didn't realize she was already dead until the end.
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Arlene Smith
Date: 1/24/2015 8:55:00 AM
Yea!!.. I was hoping to surprise the reader.. Thank you so much, Monterey!.. Hugs.. Arlene
Date: 1/24/2015 8:29:00 AM
Arlene, the imagery here is outstanding. Not away, when the heart is bleeding, but when death comes it comes. Enjoyed. SKAT
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Arlene Smith
Date: 1/24/2015 8:53:00 AM
Thank you so much, Skat... So happy you stopped by!.. Hugs.. Arlene
Date: 1/24/2015 6:37:00 AM
Wow... Life was not worth living after his true love had departed....hugs Tim
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Arlene Smith
Date: 1/24/2015 8:59:00 AM
Yes :-( ... And perhaps she wasn't even really dead.. An elaborate scheme to collect his life insurance!!.. ;-)))))... Yeah, I'm a bit twisted.. Lol.. Hugs... Arlene