My Breath
If I could give my breath to you,
Would you breathe it back to me?
Exhaling it, returning half into my body,
Keeping half for your making.
And then would you kneel so deep, leaning so steep,
kissing my lips so I wouldn’t be alone?
Would I wake in my dream, the dream of your love?
Oh, the Kiss of Life!
Or, The Kiss of Death?
My Devlish Queen, would you leave me alone to rot?
Would you wake me or would you leave me dead?
Would you chuckle as I scream, losing all my air, losing me...
Would you nod in my take, in my reap, in my wake?
A lie in your hands, a wooden stake for your kill;
Would you hex me, my Darling Lark,
If I could give my breath to you,
Would you take it and part.
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