The Last Encounter

“I don’t know why I came, I just figured you needed the
Help.
And…maybe it is my fault. Never mind”.
Destined to prelude you with verses never written
I swear I wiped you off my sleeve
Like grit. And wished for something cleaner
Than your embrace. Lingering on me like
Memories of dirt and things that once moved
Me like you did. Maybe it is your fault.
Unscripted and irrelevant you cease to
Blame me in my dreams of things we
Never did. I was ashamed one time
For kissing you. How selfish of me.
I was never worthy. Now I wish for your
Taste to leave me. Uninhabited. And alone.
Tainted with the staleness of your wishes
And the softness of your voice. The clarity of
Your eyes. And how they startled me! How dull
I feel without them.
“ Maybe…I don’t know. You’ll tell me what you
Want.
And this won’t have to be so hard”.
I can’t stand to be disowned. Never letting
Go of grasps that can only suffice in my memory.
I’m not afraid to hold on a little longer.
If
Yes. If only to touch you again.

The Last Encounter

lolowe

Rockaway Beach, United States

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