My Assassin's Suicide

私のキラーの自殺            
Watashi no kirā no jisatsu

The touch of your sword's curve is sweet,
How willing, I, as it pervades.

The metal cuts through dark and sweeps
With the cold its keening invades.

Full rending with each fluent stroke,
Diaphanous silk's white tempest.

In swirling vortex palest cloak,
Floating tachi shadow's clearest.

When at last the time comes untold
Will your sword lay alongside mine,

At the last when peace should enfold,
Will you join and lay yourself thine,

Or broken, betray us alone,
As century wind lays bare our bones.