Last kiss, she said.
One time only, she said.
Just a friend, she said.
Means nothing, she said.
Its the liquor, she said.
Its alright, I said.

A few days past by.

She lay'd on my arms,
with her husky eyes,
staring at mine, with
our hearts close as our lips,
and my arms, dragging her
closer. I whispered.
I love you too. She said.

A few days will pass by.

One last kiss, she'll say.
No more, she'll say.
Near hearts shall whisper
farewell, stay well.
Shall blame the world,
and wish for the near
next life to meet again,
And never, a good bye
to be heard ever again ...