My Last Day

I would wake up a little late
Open my eyes 
Gazing upon your face
Make love to you
without saying a word
Not worry about 
what could be heard

I would call in sick
Enjoy the day
Take a walk on the beach 
Or by the bay
Hold your hand
Our fingers intertwined
Me in your heart
You on my mind

I would make a meal
For you and I
Feed you by hand
Sitting by your side
Wash your feet 
Late that night
Silently gazing
In your eyes

I would promise you
My love always
And that id never leave
Forever stay
We’d live this way eternally, id say
That’s how I would spend 
My last day
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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October 13, 2010 at 5:00 AM
Very nie attitude to life and death - very thought provoking, Kimberly
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