Cheek Kiss

You left with lips a legacy,
caressed so gently as moonlight
meets the eyes, as liberating
as shared nights confiding
underneath the river bridge.

You left with lips a memory,
so deeply seared and pleasant
bittersweet, desires to repeat
passing days and yearning sighs,
to once again embrace.

But consigned we shall to fantasies
these alter-endings of our fate —
May dream-selves have in real
what our reality tells us fake.

For T.M.

There is a sweetness at the end of doors, when certain chapters truly close. The peace of endings may not be the same as happiness, but the pleasant calmness suffices all the same. Onward we shall go unto that future. Uncertain as it may be, we stride forth accompanied.


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