Ephemeral Taste Of Utopia Poem by Verona Valentine

I held you close right next to me
Just one last taste of your lips
I know that I shouldn't be
But I held longer for your kiss

I know the next thing that you'll say
I still clung into your body
I know you won't be mine after today
Let me hold you for the last time, just this day

I know, after now, that you'll be gone
I've seen your eyes it says your lone
I've finally figured this impossible enigma
But just one last ephemeral taste of utopia