By Alphonse
Date: 2020 Oct 28
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Last Kiss

She wanders through my day,
without words and cold stares.
I wonder where she is,
where did she go?
Memories are what I have left.
That last kiss,
that last touch.
If I had only known that was it.
I would have held her tight,
kissed those lips.
Looked into her eyes,
and smiled...