THE LAST TOUCH

As I wash away the traces of your Last Kiss,

Traces of your last touch,

Early Morning under the cold water,

I am reminded of Last Night, Cold and Tough,

Last Night, our Conversations,

Last Night, wrapped in each others arms.

I am still dressed- under the shower.

Still staring blank so long

- Look -

where you had folded my pants last night,

what you did to keep me warm.

- Look the bite marks on my Breasts, Neck and Thighs –

You made them so Deep, got me so High

Got me wet kisses for all those

Places I used to hide

Now tears are what I wiped away

We have our own reasons, you say .

But Love is gonna keep us Apart

It’s gonna Kill us until we Meet,

We are gonna Kill each other.

We are gonna Kill ourselves.