Hold me in your arms, love. Hold me until I beg, no more. Which I never shall. Hold me forever, even as I grow gray and old, even as my corpse starts rotting. Hold me for I have no where else to go. Hold me so close, I can rest in your rib-cage beside your heart. Hold me as you die and never let me go, if you can't no more, I will hold you. I will hold you so tight, I shall not let you go even as I hear your breath cease. Even as I feel Your heart slow down beneath my palms. Even as you rot into my skin.
