THE LAST TIME
Reading edition
The kiss had been given and taken, And gathered to many past: It never could reawaken; But you heard none say: “It’s the last!”
The clock showed the hour and the minute, But you did not turn and look: You read no finis in it, As at closing of a book.
But you read it all too rightly When, at a time anon, A figure lay stretched out whitely, And you stood looking thereon.