In what other lives or lands

Have I known your lips?

Your Hands?

Your Laughter?


Irreverent of death.

I do adore.


Hope is there in that we will meet again,

On other worlds some

Future time undated.

I defy my body's haste.

Without the promise

Of a sweet encounter

I will not deign to die.


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