Death-bed Romance

Who is this man?

Who romances me

From his death-bed

He fascinates me no end!

What is his purpose, I say?

Is it my body or life?- Nay!

It is for my soul he prays

One day to merge with his soul so gay!

Passions shared in a lifetime with another

He grudges me not, this strange stranger!

But after death he wishes for a merger

In a brave new world on the nether

Hey! But don’t be foolishly mistaken

Women in plenty, he has had- Houris in heaven!

But somehow for my soul his soul has craven

To cancer and me his life he has given

He lives like a friendly spirit around me

Heaped poems and paeans of praise on me

If I ask him- Preposterous, will it be?

To save his last death-bed dance for me!