The last kiss

The Last kiss

We are still unaware, and yet it is the last kiss

The last chord on a broken guitar

The fermata in the middle of an incomplete masterpiece

The last kiss

It is a boat overturned in the heart of July

On a pond quiet and still like our destinies

It is the flower that falls dead before being withered

My lips kiss your perfumed letters again and again

Like tiny pieces of your body that I loved so much

Calm tears roll vainly from my eyes to my lips

The last kiss

It still troubles me and yet it was the last one

Autumn is on the edge of the last summer sun

As they say in the songs we have to resign ourselves

The last kiss

It is the train we take without knowing that it will derail

A plane that will be blown apart by a bomb in mid air

the shipwreck of two whence only one shall come out victorious

I claw at the sheets where you used to sleep

I crumple the fabric of the dress that you have left

Like one more remorse

And my hungry mouth only bites the emptiness of my nights

Without your lips

Your last kiss had the taste of the coffee in the morning

The taste of fresh butter, the taste of bread

It was your last kiss

Thanks! ❤
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