There is no pain, you are receding
Into a future heady and fleeting.
We had our moment in the cold sun,
But now two must become one.
My sweet, to what avail is your misery?
Let me live forever, a romantic figure in your hazy
Memory. Do not think I do this easily.
I have made my peace with eternal sleep.
How sweet not to hear that machine’s cruel beep.
Give me one last lingering kiss
Make my breath catch in a gentle hiss
That sound I know you’ll miss.
Love me in the light,
As I join in marriage with the black night.
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