Last Goodbyes

One last touch
One last kiss
One last look
And one more cup of coffee,
Like Bob Dylan talked about,
Only I’m not going
Into the valley below
I’m just walking out the door.

It’s a long last look back
On purpose,
As I don’t want
To turn forward
Not yet.

I just have to,
So that I don’t write
Sappy poems
Like this
Anymore.

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