Love Poem: Be my wife

Be my wife

Lose a life, mine, given by Satan
Coming a new way, good and far
Takes far, will be independent life

You know, the life always comes
It comes and goes, says it lives on
I needed you, my life loose, yours

Open, just for you, get a study on
My life is not yours, give me yours
I love you, breathing from life gone

Come to me, I can’t go there; stop
I need you, death is still waiting; on
A heart is a withered male flower
- off

Get it on, or get it off, dead heart
- still on

Still on
Still on
Still on

Off.