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The last chance, the last wait, the last pause, the last date

The last look, the last touch, the last kiss, it’s all too much

The last dance, you and me, witness by this very tree


The last breath, the last word, the last goodbye, the last thing heard

The last time, the last taste, the last moment, all gone to waste

The last twist, you and me, witnessed by this very tree


The wish, the last night, the last detail, the last fight

The last button, the last rip, the last bite upon my lip

The last fuck, you and me, witnessed by this very tree


The last slice, the last lick, the last reason, the last trick

The last full stop, the last ending, the last payment and nothing pending

The last tear, you and me, witnessed by this very tree


Now I come here, all alone, and gather up those memories sown

Reliving each and every one until by my touch I am undone

And all that’s left of what we were is mourned by me at this the last tree.

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  • Molly Moore - Author, Blogger, Photographer, Speaker, Director of Operations @Eroticon Find me in my corner of the internet at Molly's Daily Kiss and on Twitter @mollysdailykiss

  • Show Comments (11)

  • luv2sex.info

    Cheer up! You sound sad ! You can always save the best for last !

    • Molly Moore

      You do realise this is a piece of fiction right?


  • Marie Rebelle

    This is really beautiful and touching. I love what you have done with this prompt!

    Rebel xox

  • Q10

    This is a beautiful text! and the picture is fantastic! xxx

  • Clive

    That is beautiful, Molly

  • John

    Lovely poem; delightfully written!

  • Holly

    Beautiful poem and beautiful photo to match

  • Mia Sinclair

    This is beautiful both words and image.

    ~Mia~ xx

  • Curvaceous Dee

    Love the words – and your image closes it perfectly.

    xx Dee

  • Jane

    I don’t think I’ve read a poem by you before. All I can say is WRITE MORE! This is so well put together and has such a fantastic rhythm to it. The photograph is beautiful, too. Jane xxx

  • Modesty Ablaze

    I’ve loved all your tree photos and especially love the sky in this one.
    And . . . as always . . . am in awe of how your words flow so effortlessly!!!
    Xxx – K

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