The Last One - Poem by ADAM OWENS
I want your hands to be the last ones I hold.
I want your face to be the last one I see.
I want your arms to be the last ones that hug me.
I want your voice to be the last one I hear.
I want your eyes to be the last ones I look at.
I want your heart to be the last one that I feel.
I want your tears to be the last ones I notice.
I want your lips to be the last ones to kiss me.
I want you to be the last one that sings to me.
I want you to be the last one that tells me I’m beautiful.
I want you to be the last one that says “I’m going to miss you'.
I want you to be the last one to say “I love you”.
I want you to be the last one...
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