I posted this before not too long ago...but I'll go ahead and put it here, where it is suppose to be:

A Kiss of Farewell

It was all completely stated with a brief kiss,
Warm moist lips upon cold, pale flesh,
The tangy stench of death's corruption
Infiltrating the atmosphere, embracing the husk
You departed but a short time before.

It was a kiss, infused with the memories
Cursory flashes of moments, miniature one act plays
Continually presenting you by my side,
Trading anecdotes, mirth, and lamentations.

It was a kiss, that said all I could bring myself to say,
And all that genuinely demanded to be divulged,
As it spoke of love, and the selfish reasoning
Entreating you to remain, to abandon your path,
To the arms of those who went before,
Just to grace us with more fleeting seconds
Of your comforting physical presence.

But it was a brief kiss that stated it best,
Moist warm lips greeting cold cadaver,
Vacant of the specter it once sheltered,
Whispering words of parting endearment:
Slán abhaille, safe journey home.

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