And if you should burn me alive
I will visit you in the fires
To keep you warm.
And if you should drown me
I will visit you in the waters
To cleans your hands.
And if I should be choked
I will visit you upon the winds
To give you more breath.
And if I should be killed by you
I will hold your hand
And love you still.
For in life as in death
You are with me
And I am not alone.
In this death as in this life
You are mine.
I am not forlorn
To feel the fire of passion,
Or the loss of breath between kisses,
Or the grasping of your hand
upon my throat and my back,
Or the death of night by day,
For you are with me.
You are mine
And I am not forlorn.
