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It would be enough in this life
to sit next to you in quiet contemplation.
Or let your fingers entwine with mine
like a proud and ageless entanglement of ivy.
Would i complain if God ordered me
to surrender sleep so that i might stand
sentinel over your dreams?

Let the course of my lifetime wax and wane
while i run my fingers
through your hair; a nocturnal mediation.
And i would graciously accept the final
tolling bell were my life given
to listen and record all the notes and rests
of your heartbeat.

If the poems i have written ever just
once made you smile, my purpose on
this Earth has been completed.
i want only to kiss your cheeks, your lips,
the soft pads of your fingertips...
That would be enough
and i could go whistling into
the deep moonless valley of death.