A Delicate Darling's Parting Kiss

There should’ve been a word for this 

Yellow nails and bleeding bones

A delicate darling's parting kiss.

A rosy utterance and hushed kiss 

A familiar ache, a doubt well known 

There should have been a word this. 

A blip of consciousness misread for bliss 

An exchange of sighs and lyrical moans 

A delicate darling’s parting kiss. 

A souvenir to trash or to reminisce 

Black outs and blotted milestones

There should’ve been a word for this. 

A brand of whiskey from the Swiss 

Beard burns, stained cheekbones

A delicate darling's parting kiss.

Willful leaps into a hollow abyss 

I might have left earlier if I'd known;

There may not be a word for this 

A delicate darling's parting kiss.