Poetry Drafts / 28 August 2016

what will never come again

the softest of lips

do I remember my first kiss

eons must have passed

beneath star free skies

even recalling the

the softest of lips

of my final kiss

betrays me

Prompted by a @maxmundan prompt: What will never come again

About The Author

Hayden Veil

In an earlier incarnation, Hayden Veil enjoyed a successful career in software engineering, writing late-night poetry in pursuit of sanity. On 2 February 2020, the world of Hayden Veil changed: Ghosts became real and with its soul laid bare there was no turning back from the perpetual path of poetry.