James Jarrett - Kiss

If fate should deal that blow that severs
and I should fall 'neath deaths dark sword

I want from you my wife and lover
a promise vowed with your word

That 'fore you choose to seek or follow
to set sail from lifes green shore

You must go to my ivory body
and climb the bier on which I'm borne

Take my head in your arms
and hold me to your breast

Then gently lay sweet kisses
upon my pale and lifeless lips

Hold me to your bosom
long into the night

Hold me with sweet love
not sorrow nor with fright

For if there were anything
that could break deaths cold bond

To bring a soul searching back
for mortal form from beyond

It is your sweet kiss and loving embrace

James Jarrett

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