Best Poems Written by Lena Puterbaugh

One Last Kiss

That one last kiss still ripples through my cells,
like greenish snake's venom, a terrible spell.
Your silence still rings in my battered ears,
one thousand birds singing through tears.
Words you hissed to me, I remember them well.

I tried to push away dreaded farewells,
but you just wanted to keep walking on eggshells.
They said you were born from poison, now I know their fears.
That's why it still ripples through my skin.

I'd give you the moon, you'd ask for stars, "dearest."
Your shaky palms in mine-I'll not shed a tear.
Even though cosmos tore after I fell,
purple scars remain on my makeshift shell.
Humid breath on my neck, you're much too near,
still, one stinging kiss ripples through my skin.

Copyright © Lena Puterbaugh | Year Posted 2014