An Unforgotten Kiss Poem by Barry Middleton

the grief that can't be spoken
must be whispered by the dove
of the emptiness of heaven
and the infamy of love

it's a murmur from the forest
where the timid never go
it's the lost despair of midnight
and the tears beneath the snow

you may sense it near the ocean
in the heartbeat of the tide
and it's there above the mountain
out where lonely stars abide

the grief that can't be spoken
dwells in all the things I'll miss
like the rising sun and roses
and an unforgotten kiss