04 December 2011

my last

I remember last night
the last kiss I had, the last one I gave
the last song I heard, I sang,
I whispered
the last thing I had hoped for,
yearned and pleaded for
the last time I cried myself to sleep

the last dream I had,
one dream
the last miracle I witnessed
one day
may have the fortune to witness another

but now
I won't know
what there is for me
what there is to hear or see
I go to bed and dream of thee
I fall asleep
of my lasts I think

I hope in the morning,
I shall wake again and live
each day with integrity
with love and sincerity
as if it were my last
as if it were my last

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