Love Will Kill Me Again

In the quiet before dawn,

 where fears often tread,

I harbored my heart, 

where it silently bled.

Scared to surrender,

 to let it depart,

For love's sweet poison,

 might just stop its art.

But then came the whispers, 

like wind through the trees,

Your words, they fluttered,

 set my soul at ease.

The butterflies stirred,

 in my stomach they danced,

Against all my fears, 

I took that chance.

It's the purest of love,

 a rare, flawless gem,

So perfect, so real,

 in a world of pretence.

A dream, perhaps,

 too vivid to deny,

Or a toxic elixir, 

meant to make me die?

Yet here I stand, 

in love's tender snare,

Breathing in the essence

 of a bond so rare.

What if it's a dream?

 Let me slumber deep,

For in these sweet visions,

 your heart I'll keep.

But should this be a drug,

 a slow, toxic kill,

I'll savor each moment,

 each passionate thrill.

For even if love 

is destined to slay,

I'll embrace its demise,

 come what may.

Love will kill me again,

 with its bittersweet pain,

But in every death, 

I'm reborn in your name.

So let it strike,

 let it tear me apart,

For each end with you, 

is a beautiful start.

     -Atieno ❤️