Our Last Kiss

A string of white pearls adorned her neckline accenting that perfect little yellow dress her silken hazel hair pulled back showing off a most angelic face she was glowing and she couldn't stop smiling I remember it like it was yesterday she was so excited meeting a friend for dinner a friend that needed a shoulder to cry on one she hadn't seen in many a long moon. The clock struck seven and it was time to go I so remember telling her to have fun and I'd see her when she got home She gave me a goodbye kiss and headed out the door How was I to know? How could anyone know? It was a kiss just like hundreds of other kisses no, not your drawn out passionate kiss no, not the I love you more than anything kiss oh how I wish it were it was a see you soon sweetheart kiss How was I to know? How could anyone know? this would be our last kiss my last remembrance the last time I could say I love you for the restaurant she went to yes it was that restaurant the one where all dreams perished where empty hearts cry where mothers and sons fathers and daughters and dreams all died
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Lindley Avatar
November 28, 2015 at 1:18 PM
Sorry my friend, that I've only just now found this great gem. So very smooth and beautifully written with a sad ending. A7 We never know what Fate my one day bring....
Manassian Avatar
November 20, 2015 at 9:32 AM
Oh Tim....such a powerful write. How sad...How utterly sad. Congrats on POTD with this reminder....life is precious. Hugs
Poetrysoup Avatar
November 24, 2015 at 8:10 AM
true
D. Avatar
November 19, 2015 at 10:30 AM
I love the darkness in this poem. isn't it how it always is we rarely know when we are going to see the ones we love last and we take all this time for granted
Nunez Avatar
November 18, 2015 at 1:24 PM
Very moving, Tim. Awesome portrayal of regret with the recent Paris incident as backdrop. Sorry I missed this. Congrats on your POTD!
Tor Avatar
November 17, 2015 at 11:43 PM
Tim Congratulations on POTD my friend!!! Such a heartfelt write.
Johnson-Saunders Avatar
November 17, 2015 at 10:55 PM
Congratulations, Tim...your poem is so beautiful and so poignant. I've been brought to tears. My heart breaks for those mourning tonight...hugs, Rhonda
Smith Avatar
November 17, 2015 at 10:26 PM
Thanks TPS for the honor and thanks everyone for all the congratulations.
Dorji  Avatar
November 17, 2015 at 9:31 PM
That's doleful piece. well expressed and congrats, Tim.
Bateman Avatar
November 17, 2015 at 7:49 PM
Hello Tim My Friend!! I very pleased to see that your marvelous write here has been chosen for the POTD honor. My hearty congratulations to you Sir!! Cheers and Best, Gary
Bear Avatar
November 17, 2015 at 6:18 PM
How sad it is to not be able to say all we need to say to some one It makes us aware to always share our feelings as if they are the last. Excellently written and POTD is well deserved Blessings Edith
Bhurani Avatar
November 17, 2015 at 6:00 PM
Sweet,simple,and deeply drop dead emotional...congrats
Yvonne Avatar
November 17, 2015 at 3:57 PM
Excellent write my dear friend, a fav for me. You accomplished exactly what you were going for. As I read it I thought of the people in France.
Romaine Avatar
November 17, 2015 at 2:56 PM
Hey Tim, a hearty congratulations on your poem being chosen for POTD! So beautiful in its expression and yet filled with heart wrenching pain and loss. Truly inspired writing Tim. A well deserved honor with this work of art! Be Blessed, Neva
Babbit Avatar
November 17, 2015 at 12:41 PM
Congrats Tim. So thought and emotion provoking. DMB
Sergi Avatar
November 17, 2015 at 12:33 PM
Hi Tim: Congratulations on a beautiful poem of the day!
Andresen Avatar
November 17, 2015 at 12:27 PM
- Congratulations, my friend !!!! - hugs // Anne-Lise :)
Konos Avatar
November 17, 2015 at 11:33 AM
They say, "Imitation is the sincerest form of flattery." I don't think this can be imitated...Congratulations Tim...I'm honored to live in your era......
Roper Avatar
November 17, 2015 at 11:27 AM
Well done, Tim, congratulations on poem of the day. Hugs
La France Avatar
November 17, 2015 at 10:50 AM
Tim, congratulations on having this beautiful write selected as Poem Of The Day, enjoy the honor ~
Viswan Bhatia Avatar
November 17, 2015 at 10:31 AM
deeply touched...Congrats on POTD..Take care
Inman Avatar
November 17, 2015 at 9:16 AM
Powerful, emotional and poignant, Tim. Great write.
Lamoureux Avatar
November 17, 2015 at 9:06 AM
Wow, you are racking up POTDs. The obviously have good taste!
Curtis Avatar
November 17, 2015 at 6:38 AM
Wow Timmy, WELL DONE ! The imagery and emotion used in a way as to drawer in the reader, is demonstrated here in your work, I believe it was Robert Frost who said "No tear in the writer, no tear in the reader" Well felt---well written---well felt
Lane Avatar
November 17, 2015 at 3:58 AM
Shame on me for missing this one, Tim... Though sad, it's written with such a delicate hand. Congratulations on your POTD.
Guillermo - Fraser Avatar
November 17, 2015 at 1:45 AM
Gary, loving poem, sweet tribute to anyone but am sure to you its for your wife.. =`) love the 2nd stanza best: alchemic fire..!kudos!~Olive Eloisa =`)
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