Tearfully...
My darling, words were never lies.
I never departed! What shielded your eyes?
Look around your so-called tomb and see:
I never left you lonesome, for you are here with me.
I shall never leave my love to turn into dust.
Nor my open, golden heart to fragment and to rust.
My darling, “death shall do us part”
That thought should overwhelm our heart.
For you, to me, are breath and life,
And therefore I can ne’er depart.
Christel & Adonis