Afternoon

About a little girl dying of cancer and the how a young boy's love can make a sad thing seem beautiful.

Afternoon

~~~

We were 10.

She and I.

It was afternoon.

 

Her eyes were the palest blue

Ice that was warm

And loving.

 

Her pink lips smiled

At me and

Only me.

 

I lean forward

And we share

A breath.

 

Her lips against mine

I forget where

Her flesh ends and mine

Begins.

 

Her name was Hannah.

I loved her.

She loved me.

 

Her name was Hannah.

She was my first kiss.

And I was her last.

 

~~~

Author's Note

I seem to be churning out the poems. Tell me what you think

Reviews

[Wondering Mind]

I should have known the twist was coming.. Though sad, but clever move.

[J. R.]

I was taken by surprise by the last line. Incredibly moving. It's so simple yet so powerful.

[NovaKai]

Nawwww! its so sad and so sweet!
great job nadi!

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