Our Last Kiss

In those brief seconds I could never have loved him more.

His eyes slowly closing, Panting breath calming. Lips kissed pink.

It was enthralling.

He reached out for me, For my face To hold it. But his hand slipped He grabbed, Squeezed my neck. Weakly

I bat him away, Laughing at such an act.

Thick red gurgles, from his lovely pink lips and stains them. His pale skin, even paler

and his eyes fully close. I kiss him again.

Because I could never love him more Than in those last Brief

seconds.