Last Kiss

The air I breath is chocking me
This silence is deafening
All the while I'm drowning
As I reach for the hand to save me
I can't seem to get a grip
Barely touching finger tips
Further and further away I slip
As I embrace the last kiss of death upon my lips

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

Those last kisses. These memories engraved into our heart and mind. We will repeat in thought and wished. A miracle of forever, could of been. Thank you dear Free Thinker for sharing the amazing poetry and your thoughts.
Coyote