Before I Die

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Before I die, will I think

of making love

to you?

 

When I have swam

through the eternal sea

of life’s consciousness,

and endless memories are bubbling up

from murky depths,

will I run the fingers of my mind

over the faded photograph

of your eyes?

 

Will the scent of your skin

fill the intangible air

of my thoughts?

 

My love, I want to let you go.

 

But I may wish

to feel your lips on mine

one more time.

One thought on “Before I Die

  1. The last four lines are the entire poem. Beautiful, touching teasing, right rhythm, line breaks, the meaning is achingly carried. Just those lines!

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