i made sure that that last kiss was a poem
as it's likely another will remain unknown
it tried to be all I couldn't say
if it's "wish you well" and "on your way"
maybe we'll never be like before
but i felt the breath of a want of more
that your twisting trail of discovery
will find the path that leads to we
i didn't want to be pecked away
like someone you met just the other day
that last kiss was a softly shared sentiment
with a beginning a middle and an end
and at least i wish it said
all the lovely things I meant
the present delivered, the message sent
but if one day you wish to return
having seen all the things you needed to
learn... another might be here for you
and a kiss on my mouth that's forever passed
won't be the poem that was our last