To Die of Love
Lean in, oh so close, my love, and kiss my waning cheek.
For you have taken all I have and yet your love is sweet.
Wrap me in your velvet cloak and gently lay me down;
I need not now my feathered bed but rather broken ground.
You promised that our love would last the winding centuries,
But now I know, as my blood flows, there’s nothing left to see.
I told you I would follow you as long as I had life
Now I see, that more than me, you only loved the night.
Your hurried footsteps tell me that the coming dawn is nigh
You did not stay for my last breath but left me here to die.
One day, I think, that you will tire of all that you have been,
You’ll touch the sun and call my name and love me once again.
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