Die In Your Loving Arms Poem by Ojok Isaac

And___I've chosen death,
In arms of my love,
Your loving arms is,
The bed where I'd die.

And___you bury me,
My cold dead body,
Make the funeral,
In your heart of love.

And___I'd always be
,
Be there loving you,
Though in sight I'm lost,
Never forget me.

And___my ghost'd stay,
By your cosy wings,
Caress you like winds,
Kiss you in patterns.

If you marry me,
I'll die in your arms,
Your loving arms is,
The bed where I'd die.