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A Kiss From Death

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Our first time meeting

Was nothing short of dreamy.

Standing above an unrecognizable body

My mother on the kitchen floor

Dead by her own bullet.

“Why do you cry?”

You ask me.

“Death is only natural.”

You left shortly after

Without any trace.

I’ve tried chasing after you

But it seems I’m always late.

It’s been nearly a decade today

Since we last met

Yet my thoughts still linger about you.

A quiet knock on the door

Today’s the day.

I’m gifted with brightly colored flowers.

I pour him a glass of wine

Grand Vin de Château Latour, 1961.

In his drink I slip your ticket

And wait for your arrival.

We’ll be together soon,

Dearest Death.


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Posted Apr 28, 2018, 2:50 PM UTC

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