The Last Kiss
The day you left,
Telling me goodbye,
Holding me in your arms,
For the very last time.
Pressing your gentle lips,
Against mine,
Wet from my tears.
I didn’t want our love to end,
I wanted to love you,
With all my heart.
But all we had together,
All our love,
Is gone forever,
We have nothing left,
After our last kiss…
Copyright © Chelsea Zayas | Year Posted 2017
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