Dear Henry,

Right before you died I kissed
your thin lips. You could not move your body but your lips quivered

You are the only monster I kissed

on the mouth

Then you growled a deep and raspy, far away  “I love you.”

You were dead after that, Henry

I didnt say

                   Good bye

Author: annieepoetry

I am poet. I am woman. I write with my thumbs. Read my poems. Tell me what You think. You may find the love poem you always thought someone wrote for you. Or the one you meant to write But Becareful lovers tell zingers and often break hearts Milky Way Earth U.S.A Madison WI

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