An Ideal Departure From Life

When my lower limb
Taps an idling pale
Aka
Kick the bucket
My dream
'Departure'
Would'st be betwixt
A loving embrace
Ever so cute
Just at that special
Heightened moment
Of enlightenment
Where the moon glows
That little bit brighter
And a flame
Flickers listlessly, and lyrically
In the hot wax of passion
Where tongues
Liquid, and moist
Are alive!
With desire
That's the moment
To douse my fire
And snuff out my flame
As the wax hardens
At that moment
That we both came

by Jemia