Allies were they with permission
Outcome was an ecstatic unison
My existence here was its token
Of the egesting moments so silken
Stiff times elapsed planning every scene
For all the volatile felicities in between
Yet without a fear of the pain of death
I continued in belief till the last breath
Lives of ours are all but a dream
With reins held by that Supreme
Insane possession, my and mine
Until oxygen flows in holes nine
One day, I sure would take leave
Again without permission of you
I won't forsake, but would bear woe
Leave it all, to my kin before I go
