You know, sweet lips, I would have <br />if time and circumstance had granted <br />the opportunity to be immersed <br />in death, your death, to share with you. <br /> <br />I've often dreamed that in a room <br />with panorama windows and red flowers <br />there would be at least five of us <br />ready to go, not by their own volition <br />but by the edict of sheer Providence. <br /> <br />We'd die together, something quite akin <br />to noisy barbeques and get togethers <br />only this thing would be for good, <br />no backing out, no second thoughts. <br /> <br />But it was not to be my love, there was <br />well, ample opportunity and no restriction <br />but I was not allowed to take the step <br />to die with you because I was a goddamned chicken!<br /><br />Herbert Nehrlich<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/to-die-with-you/
