If I had one final wish
I would wish you joy
From the nerve ending to the spinal end
Joy flowing endlessly
I would hold night vigils
Hold candles at the moon break
At the most pitch dark nights
I would slaughter my joy
Slaughter my luck
Slaughter my good moments
Just for your joy
But
If I was to make the same wish
I could you were always mine
To love and have
Consumed in the passion of our joy