Would That I.. Poem by Lodigiana Poetess

Would that I were the air that you breathe,
my senses would live in your sphere,
sweet scented and fragrant
my presence unknown,
in ecstasy I would stay near.

Would that you could with a gentle caress
ease sorrows I carry within.
Unending, perpetual
deepest felt pain,
hold them back before they can begin.

Would that we were as we were long ago
when love let us see beyond stars.
When kisses were bitter sweet poison
sweet death,
and the gift of a future was ours.