Homegrown POEMS

Last Kiss

Feeling lost and near to tears,

I can't explain or consult my fears.

Too raw to touch, too fresh to heal.

I read too much into what she may be thinking.

A touch, a sigh, gives my heart a lonely feeling.

A sense of loss is close at hand.

It grips my heart, my soul, my being.

Because what I feel I am not seeing.

A minute, an hour, a day, a week, a month, a year.

Could pass by before it all becomes clear.

I can't say when it started, or will end.

Maybe it's my curse,

To never know or understand.

Even if it did work a thousand miles separates us.

Full of green, yellow and blue.

We may skype and talk and message,

But still the distance,

Comes between us.

Forever there, forever waiting.

To take its place when it's time to part.

I accept my fate,

And embrace reality.

But still it hurts more than is fair.

Till next time my dear, and the sweet bliss,

A moment, a second, our last kiss.