Letting Go

As we lay body to body in ecstasy
I knew it was the last time you’d be next to me,
The last time I’d hold your chest to me,
Feel your breath on me,
For your body cried out: “Remember Me”
And mine called back, regrettably:
“To the end of me… Til the death of me…
You have the best of me.”
And the rest of me?
I have to let you go now.
Let you grow, spread your wings and know
the feeling of freedom so sweet,
So unique,
Finding your feet, reaching your peak,
Go now and seek the one who holds your key,
For that is not me
and this now I see.
So be free,
But always remember me.

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