the last

the last

and so
this is the last
the last sunrise
and the last sunset
the last walk through a favourite woods
the last ripple of a crystal clear brook
the last splash of salmon spawning
the last meadowlark calling
the last car ride through golden wheat fields
the last flash
and the last crash
of a thunderstorm
coming out of the west

and so
this is the last
the last telephone call
the last sound of genuine laughter
the last whisper of your voice
offering a gentle goodnight
the last getting together for coffee
and the last smile across your face
the last shine of your bright eyes
in the last parting look you gave
just before the blur of your last casual wave
and the last memory
of you walking away

and so
this is the last
the last scent of roses
the last collapse
into your warm arms
the last longing kiss
the last promise
of undying love
the last sleep
spooned in the curve
of your body
the last waking
to the last morning
staying in bed
and the last brushing
away the last raindrop rushing
from the last look of happiness
in your eyes

and so
this is the last
the last solitude
the last butterfly heartbeat
before the last longing for sleep
the last twist of blankets
the last midnight mystery
of the last dream
the last waking in the middle
of the last night
the last nagging question
of how i ended up alone
in this the last empty room
the last stance by the window
the last look over city lights
brightening the last of so many restless nights
that end here in the last hours of this
the last home

and so
this is the last
the last prayer
the last negotiation
with the last hours of breath
the last regret
and the last moment
of happiness
the last confession
and the last absolution
the last shiver
the last shaking hand
grasping for the last
moments of time seeping fast
from a life that simply could not
or would not
last