Regret and I have slept, and walked, since the days she was teacher's pet.
Now, I wish my life hence, resting my back, on sharp finial fence.
As I sink on barbed fleur de lys, waiting for my life to cease, I behold my stars of Gemini, and it is she and I.
My last vapor on the cold night lake, dresses the stars, and I hear her say, " Would you like to dance?" and this time I say "yes", as body slides down heart shaped lance.
I am heart to heart with lys, and begin to cease, but heart to heart with her, in the night lake above, grasping upward as I succumb.