Satirical glee, ghoulish
extremities prancing
gaily upon my grave
they be. A LAST REQUEST
gifted to me....a moment
in time 'tis all you need.
To live and love without
restrictions...when life
was meaningful with thee.
Love, the treasure we'd keep.
Freedom to love and learn
and ourselves we'd be;
treasured gifts indeed.
Come forth, ghoulish 
skeletons of muddy depth
'tis with anticipation I
surrender to thee. For in
quieted repose I await to
greet a long lost lover
awaiting me.
©️PSA 19/6/21.

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