Your kiss

At the end
This is no game.
You see? I needed to wait
To the end.
But while we are here
I see it right to see
(Its a precaution)
That this is just a take
Of a memory's photography.
You do not
Participate
The show
In my head.

And the poems
I dont write for you
And the painting
I dont draw for you
You are a mona lisa
At the park
You are a picnic
And its done.

No thing comes to life
At a memorial.
And the real you
I have never wanted to know.

Im sorry you still hanging for the thought
It is real.
Say hello
For your kiss.