Beautiful death
I will one day
shut my heart to rhythm of love
To the supple glare of your flesh
To the reverence of you
To the windy ring of your waist
Not in sleep but in death
I will one day
Fit my frail body
in the deep of the heaven
Where worms with me dwell
Down there I am sure
I will feel your feet on my head
And tears on my face
Not in sleep but in death
I will one day
pour down from the skies
Not as sun but as rain
Since you make the sun
I would cloth you in my embrace
as Night and hold you in my arms as day
Not in sleep but in death
But for all these to happen
Make sure to shed those genuine tears
As I am laid to the mother earth
And remember, just remember
All these you must do
Not in death but in....
©Melson
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