The day the sea took you remains with me forever.
That night no sleep came. I drifted through consciousness to despair, beyond hope, beyond belief. We knew, you and I that our time was done.
The sea, she was not discriminate in who she took that night, young, barely born, old and those just beginning to learn to live again.
In the hours between dusk and dawn my mind, my very being called to you. Fought for you. Longed for you. Finally you came to me at the breaking of dawn. I felt you and heard you. Yet it was not to stay, it was not to live our dreams.
This was not a farewell. This was beyond doubt goodbye.
I felt the brush of your last kiss, cold against my skin, like a sigh caught by the wind and dropped upon my fevered brow.
I felt your final embrace and the leaving of you shattered me into a million pieces. I knew, without conscious thought, that I would never be the same, life would never be the same. And at last the hot tears of grief came.
I grieved for what had been, what should have been, our past, our future and yes I grieved for our lost love.
Part of my soul, my heart, my mind became shrouded in a dark mist.
Held, suspended in that moment of time when the last breath left your body and caressed my skin.
Memories of you, of us, fingers entwined, eyes locked in hunger, oblivious to others, remain.
The feel of your hands in my hair, lips on my neck, urging me to soar, fly.
There are days, still, when the scent of you drifts into my mind, filling me so that no other scent exists.
There are days when I swear I can feel your arm around my waist and your sweet breath on my skin. On days such as these, time stands still.
Memories of you
The brush of your cold lips, on my fevered brow. As light as a sigh or butterfly wings.
Your final kiss.
Copyright © 2014 The Kentish Lass
2 thoughts on “Your Final kiss”
So compelling, I had tears in my eyes as I read it.
It’s a pity that they are only memories, I wish I could hug you xxx
you are so kind.