Last Kiss
Our mouths and our souls mix as we become one,
Love second to none..
The moon, that just moments before bathed our night -
now swallowed by light..
Huge clouds clouds, like fresh mushrooms, bloom pink in the skies, soft-sparkling your eyes..
Night, turned to day, with bright colors and aura..
such dazzling horror..
Our mouth and our souls mix as we become on, we burn like the burn.
Our lives and world.. done.
- By Gregory Richard Barden <3
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