The last of everything

As my heart beats faster, I can feel things filling 

up and rise to the anticipation of what was coming, 

standing at attention, like a soldier waiting for 

orders in a war, not saying a word. It was so 

quiet, you could hear my blood rushing through my 

veins and the words I could see in my mind were only

trying to escape, to spill out across another 

chapter in my life that I was about to write, just 

not sure how I wanted to start this, while the 

pressure was building, causing 

my heart to pound 

harder and faster than it has in a long time, then 

like a drug as it enters your veins spread out 

causing me to feel real damn good like the thoughts 

of those things you do that are 

supposed to be 

kept between me and you in the bedroom, making me 

blush as my body and mind started going numb 

as it raced through me as barely a whisper, I could hear. 

Oh, damn, from the back of my mind as my knees 

became week the dam started

to leak, the soldier 

said, let's go, this is going to be a long night as we 

fired the first shot, it did not matter who it was, 

it missed it's mark by a mile but caused all those 

words in my head to interact with what was 

already flowing in my veins, causing it to 

overflow like a dam in a storm and slowly spill all 

across the pages of my life ever since we said I do, 

and kissed, becoming husband and wife, as my love 

for you, continues to grow, I was holding back the 

flood but every thought of you was causing my 

mind to slow so I could see and feel every detail that 

it was thinking like a movie in slow motion, causing 

the nerves in my brain to go back and forth not 

knowing what to do, so they

swayed to an fro 

as the pressure was still building down below, 

so I closed my eyes tight for a moment to try and 

get myself undercontrol only to see a vision of a huge 

volcano the biggest

I have ever seen with hot steam rising up to meet the sky 

then exploding with such force, 

I could see the molten lava spewing all across the 

ground like snow on a winter's night, it covered up

everything, then without any warning the ink started 

flowing freely, feeling it from my head to my toes. 

cooling down as it came out of 

my pen, those letters 

then formed into words creating sentences, and 

chapters, paragraphs filling pages and pages 

telling a story of our adventures, from the day we

met until my death, crazy as it 

was, knowing I was 

not your first or the first of anything except on

becoming your loving husband and that is okay by 

me you had a life before I came along as we all do, 

but I have been around the sun

more times then I 

care to admit and learned a thing or two like 

what I would want is for you to be my last of everything, 

like my last kiss I will ever give or the last hug I will ever feel or that last woman I will

ever love while making love to you for the last time, 

I need you to show me, what love really is like it 

was our first time on the last day of our lives, you 

will be the last smile on my face as I say your name 

for the last time as I say I love you and the kids 

with my last breath I will ever take, while I can promise you

will be the last person 

I will ever love along with your daughter and my sons 

telling them how much I love them than saying

goodbye, please do not be sad 

I do not believe it will

happen today or tomorrow we still have some time 

to live a little bit of life ahead of us to be the first of 

few things for each other and last of everything else

we do, just know that what I say is true because I hope 

and pray that you are the last love of my entire life

that I want to ever know forevermore. 

Poet Richard M Knittle Jr.

A poet's Journey