Last duet!
by Jennifer Axder © All rights reserved
A whisper turns into a roar.
And soon you walk out the door.
Are we going into a war?
Is what I ask myself as I fall down from the stairs to the floor.
As I close my eyes to take my last breath.
An iron kiss is placed on my lips with so much passion and regret.
And soon he falls down next to me like the first time we met.
I guess this is our last duet, he says as we look into the sunset.
It seems so, is what I say before taking my last breath.
Yet the last thing I hear before leaving this world is goodbye, Annette.
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A Sound From Deep Within.
PoesiaA collection of my poems By: Jennifer.M . Axder All images are from google.