My Last Kiss

I often sit and wonder

And ponder over this

How would it feel to hold you

And give you my last kiss?

For we have never touched

Our relationship is bliss

Yet, I have often wondered

Would you receive my kiss?

Gently, tenderly, stroking

Pleasures I would miss

Cheeks of silk I would caress

As I gave you my kiss.

Closing my eyes I see you

These eyes fill up with mist

Tenderly with passion

Tasting lips I might have kissed.

In my heart…I hold you

Warmly embracing such bliss

Imagination only

Giving you my last kiss.