.                                                The taste of                             the pain that
                                            you left linger in                   my mouth dries my
                                        taste buds and makes         me crave your quenching
                                     affections just once more.   Just one more last sip of the
                                  divine nature of your existence is but all I ask of you. Please
                                     just one last smell of the beautiful budding flower that I
                                       used to dream of and the same scent that worked to
                                        encompass the very essence of you and I that drew
                                           me to your sweet, rich nectar like a humble bee
                                             working hard to provide for his lovely queen.
                                                    Just one last glimpse into the beauty
                                                       of who we used to be. Just one
                                                             ­       last kiss then I let
                                                             ­                you go.