Final bliss

The only thing that brings me bliss,
that one single beautiful kiss,
just one experience away,
but there will it forever stay.

Her lips are so bright,
so full of delight.
Yet I shall never partake,
only just before I wake.

The beautiful noose,
hanging above my head,
shining and a bit loose,
do not feel sad.

This will be forever, 
I am, oh, so  clever,
yet my reason all,
cannot stop this fall.

My throat slowly closes,
look at the beautiful roses.
They shine bright above the casket,
awaiting their final place in the basket.