august bleeding into december.

i could taste
the hello of goodbye
the first time
my lips touched yours -
they tasted of summer’s berries
just gone over
from too much time
left forgotten in the sun
and i become drunk on their flavour
of hidden sunshine
so i ignored the ghost
of ending
held within all the kisses
shared thereafter
until the eventual happened
and you were gone
and i was alone,
still slightly drunk
from the taste
of long dead summers

Reviews

[Amberlight]

. . .your title, grabbed me, and said, "girl, you gotta read this, it's special." This is special and then I got to this line and WHAM! "So i ignored the ghost of ending held within all the kisses" Amazing - when you kiss someone and it turns out to be the last time you will ever kiss them. That last kiss is a unique memory.

[Amberlight]

The movie like title was a great intro. to your poem. I have a question about syntax. I see a lot of poems using little "i" instead of the normal capital "I" Is there a reason for this? Thanks

[bluessadmood]

ohh dear how deep,i ve always seen how we see the world and time
personated in others,once i touched you,like flowers too much were
under the sun,how they reeked still they got old and weary,and tired
and about to go,like your lips wiped so much with mine,like lost all sense
and it was time that they are gone like everything like sweet long gone summers
and i live my cold days ,without taste like so much dead,like too much drunk
loved all the sweet feelings here,what loveliness
lovely write

[Mr.Boffin]

i get a very sad nostalgic feeling from this piece! beautifully written!