if i ask you for
the final ounce of your love
pour it in a glass
and as you hand it to me
let it spill upon the floor
and remind me how i once told you
that love has no limit and is for evermore
if i cry out in the darkness
and ask you to find a priest
to hear my last confession
ignore the weakness of my anguish
and the selfishness of my pain
and remind me how i once believed that life continues joyfully
like the laughter of ephemeral children dancing in the rain
if i plead for some last mercy
and woo you in my softest voice
to pull the tubes and wires from my decaying body
or i coax you to ignite
a bullet from its cruel and patient barrel
remind me of how my will once stood bravely
between you and every peril
if i sleep long past the sunrise
and push your waking kisses
from the fever of my brow
or from the hollow of my cheek
do not be rebuked by such a weak and trembling shove
and remind me how the strength of faith in one another
is the doorway that opens to the promise of love
if my tears catch fire in the candlelight
and melt the sinews of your determination
let the wind blow in from the window
until every flickering flame falters and goes cold
and when every shadow begins to unravel
remind me that you are waiting and that death is only certain
for those without a destination and without a lifetime still to travel
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