I Want to Die While You Love Me
I want to die while you love me, While yet you hold me fair, While laughter lies upon my lips
And lights are in my hair.
I want to die while you love me And bear to that still bed
Your kisses—turbulent, unspent, To warm me when I’m dead.
I want to die while you love me Oh, who would care to live,
’Til love has nothing more to ask And nothing more to give.
Georgia Douglas Johnson