The Last Poem by Kasey Foley

The Last



The one kiss we shared,
our only.
The few calls made to my cell phone,
the last.
Hugs given from your arms,
lost.
We will never be.
Everything feels like,
the last.
Hold me,
again.
Need me?
Because I’ll always be the last.

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