The last kiss

The  last kiss.
I ll never forget it.
On a bench under a tree.  
Only me and you.
And the silence of the night.  
The moon  on the sky  
the only one spectator
 hid coz of a shy.
 
The last hug.
I feel its warmth.
The bench is still remembering it.
Me and you on our isle under  the tree.  
And our endless world  of a loneliness.  
 
The last touch of your fingers.
The moon is still remembering it.
And the echo is singing your whisper.  
Your golden warmth is covering me,  
The last and forever.