Please, let me hold you. One last time. Please, let me tell you I love you. One last time. Please, let me kiss you. One last time. Please. Just let me love you. One last time.
One last time Before you go.
Before you slip out of my reach forever.
Just one last time. Please.
A poem that goes with a story. (The poem and the story can be read separately or together. And both of which were written by me.) This is copyrighted by Alex Stowe.