The Last Kiss
her hands were cold, ?my eyes were numb,
and impossible was eye contact;
tears rolling down, and hearts left dumb;
how on sep'ration, we could act?
she looked at me with silent lips:
her forehead was with worries moist!
we, as rain before thunder drips;
just forgot if ever rejoiced.
then, suddenly, I held her head,
she held her hands before my back;
our lips struck as world was dead,
a love's revenge with pink attack!
don't know when our lips separat'd,
it was a mourn more than a bliss;
she left, she had to leave, behead;
left me tantalized with last kiss!
July 02, 2022
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