Last Kiss

The last kiss from her mouth to mine,
was that of pure beauty,
that of pure wonder,
full of desire, passion, and grace,
that wich would drive any other,
to an unimaginable state of mind,
where one would get lost,
in the four corners of her eyes,
that of her sweet necter lips,
with the inessence of a child,
and pureness of no other,
the sweet,
short after taste,
to great to be formally remembered,
to amazing to be quiet forgoten.

Good bye to unspeakable beauty.