If you love,
Then come not when the sun shines.
Come not when flowers bloom
in my yard, and bees buzz.
Come not when the moon floods
My thatch.
Come not when stars sparkle
Over my orchard.
Come not when friends and strangers
Circle me.
Come not when birds sing,
And squirrels squeak day and night.
Come in the dark hour,
When candles flicker not.
Come in the lone hour
When lie I ,
Bed sored,
And flowers wither in my yard.
Come in the stormy hour when Azrael will
Snatch my soul.
Come not for supplication,
But for a final adieu.
Come with a coffin,
And clear the corner
And bury me.
If all shun,
Fear not,
Be bold, be firm,
And alone you mud over my corpse.
Come close,
And put your long fingers
On my fevered temple.
And promise,
At this holy hour ,
You keep word.
Find a friend,
Don’t mourn,
Or shed tears.
All be the same,
The yard, the garden,
The swing,
Where in lazy afternoon,
We sit hand in hand,
And shriek.
Only find a friend,
Who’ll replace me,
And love you alike
In sun and shower,
And whisper strange words
At starry nights.
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3 Comments
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