Wake me before you leave me
Don‘t spare my sleep in fear —
In fear I‘ll wake without you
Find you gone
Somewhere
Unknown
Never knowing
While only you be spared
Better to feel the loss
In the fullness of the
Moment
As in
Present and
Sentient at that
Last—that final breath
At birth all eyes were on me
But memory was not with me
And I am most alive at moments of
Death.