Kiss in the Dark

After reading Esther Newton’s post about the Stephen King ‘Bazaar of Bad Dreams’ competition, I wrote the following poem.

Kiss in the Dark

Night is clad in velvet

Sleep has masked your eyes

The ticking clock is fading

To mark the day’s demise

Your leaden limbs are sinking

Into the bed’s embrace

When you feel the imprint

Of cold lips on your face

Eyes open wide

You stare into empty shadows

Your tongue is tied

Body shrinks into pillows

You catch your breath

And breathe in familiar scent

Is he still there there?

Your heart says yes

While your head denies

That he could return

After saying goodbye

When you cast his ashes

Into the sky

Kiss in the dark

Image found on Pinterest


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