Tuesday 10 February 2015

THE LAST ONE:


You may keep it all & now keep all the rest,

But to me, please leave the last, just the best,

I want only your last caress, your very last kiss,

The last dance, silica sigh & shed teardrop of mist,

Wax lyrical poetry to me, as your ultimate words,

Let your final song be in the voices of vanishing birds,

Let me be the last vision of sight that you´ll ever see,

Please my darling, just save your last breath for me.

 

 

No comments:

Post a Comment