could you really stare lovingly into my eyes as the axe fell?
could you be there holding my hand tenderly as you sawed through my wrist?
would you kiss me sweetly as the dagger ripped through my flesh?
I want the pain, I need it
to know I'm alive
to feel before dying
perhaps you'd just wink and smile before pulling the trigger
maybe you'd pet my hair as you tightened the noose
if only you'd snuggle up to me on the rack
so what do you say?