Only If Death Do Us Apart
Only if Death do us Apart;
Shall I keep my Hands to myself
That, Which had been Nurtured to Fondle your Breast.
Striking through the Strides of your Hair; Abreast
Only if Death do us Apart;
Shall my Arms,be wrapped in white clothings,
Unstained, Stranded and Lifeless.
The Arms, which had been Crafted to wrap around your Beaded Waist,
Turning the Winter your Summer, While lost in Thought
Only if Death do us Apart;
Shall my Ears, Fond of listening to your Beautiful Breathe in Silence
Echoing through the Vessels and Ventricles of my Heart
Be shut by white lining Clothings
And rolled into the Earth forever
For as long as we Breathe;
Mouth to Mouth, Heart to Heart
Bonding our Imperfect Halves...
Shall I remain in your Halo, Unaltered
And never let to Flinch a bit
@ThePoeticMembrane
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