That Kiss

That Kiss

A Poem by little-known
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The end of love

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I fell backwards
Seeing all in slow motion
You standing, you kissing her
So our love has run its course
This fact sinks in with a whisper
As you trail back to me
Not knowing I've seen
Your stuff is waiting on the pavement
All neatly folded
I thought that was the end of that
No awkward lies, no need for parting words
Just the end

I'll wipe you out of my memory
While I stare at the ceiling
And midnight consumes me
Glowing stars pointing me back
To the reality of the unfeeling
I never feel much anymore
I'm not human you would say
Truth is
It's easier this way

The iridescent sky leaks gold
And Angels slumber in an eternal life of bliss
As everyday gets more difficult with it
I plan things in my head
Amazed at how much time you took up
I twiddle my fingers
Agitated and restless
Life beckons within
Then a possibility of happiness

It was but one kiss, I know this
Shadows loom with it
This tiny slight of happiness
As the nights get darker
I remember how moonlight would flicker
like a candle on your face


Little snippets start to rise through the mud
Mud I burried on top of you
I thought that was the end of that
But little things keep getting through

You hunted for the Santa Claus movie
A week before Christmas
I didn't feel festive
Then fell asleep through it
Waking up to Christmas pudding and eggnog
That warm cuddly festive feeling came back
It still resides in me somewhere

In Paris we sprinted from a five star restaurant bill
Wearing silk and breaking my heels
That night you captured my heart
As we ran through Paris barefoot in the rain

The hotel room in Venice had rats in the cupboard
We didn't want to leave the bed
So we made picture's on the ceiling with lamp light
Falling asleep to softly slapping water
That night I knew it would only ever be you
It's still you

You skinned a cable for the copper
Made me a bracelet
The arthritis in my wrist was driving me crazy

You drew me a Christmas Card every year
Even when you turned thirty

You were useless at making me coffee

These little things keep wounding me

If I could take back that kiss
It still would've ended as this
You needed more than I could give
In my world it wasn't important
That you
Knew how I loved you
How I needed you
That every morning I thanked God for you
You never knew
As I never told you
And now it's too late to

© 2014 little-known


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Added on January 15, 2014
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Reading, Berkshire, United Kingdom



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I grew up in Sandhurst near the RMA, I have been married twice to two completely different men,I have not been writing long about a week, Although things have swan around in my mind a while, Forgiv.. more..

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