An Ode to Your Lips

A poem I wrote in 2022.

Aitana Hendriks

Feb 26, 2026 · 1 min read

Drowning in thoughts—

Losing track of time—

Forgetting my composure—

As if it were never mine—

Give me one more second—

O, one last goodbye—

This is an ode—

To your lips—

On mine—

From my debut poetry collection, The Summer of Longing: A Poetry Collection on Unrequited Love.

Comments (2)

Mr. Prickly™2d ago

I love how this lives entirely in that suspended moment before the kiss. The drowning, the loss of composure, the plea for one more second… it’s all anticipation, all electricity. And then the final three lines land like contact itself. There’s something so intimate about how minimal it is. It feels like time slows, and then everything disappears except that touch.