If I Could Give My Breath to You  

If I could give my breath to you
Would you breathe it back to me?
Exhaling it, returning half into my corpse,
Keeping half for your making, my Love?

And then would you kneel so deep, leaning so steep,
kissing my lips so I wouldn’t be alone?
Would I wake in the dream, the effervescent dream
Of your love or of your coitus?

Oh, the Kiss of Life! Or… The Kiss of Death?
My Devlish Duke, would you leave me alone to rot?
Would you wake me or would you leave me dead?
Would you chuckle as I scream, losing air, losing me…
Wasting my breath on your laughter?

Would you nod in my take, in my reap, in my wake?
A lie in your hands, a wooden stake for your kill;
Would you hex me, my Darling Dark,
If I could give my breath to you?