Other Lover

death is my other lover.
a covert courtship,
he beckons for me
to leave you once and for all
and taste his consummate embrace.

with death i flirt i kiss.
i yearn with jealous passion
to be like the lovers he has
claimed in eternity's bed.

and death throws stones at my window
in the night,
daring me to run away
with him.
but i do not go.

curses to my infidelity i do not go.
i will not leave you,
lover in life in sweet stained bed.
i will not leave you all alone,
to face the rising sun the pulse of blood
in a heart still alive enough for pain.

i will not do that to you.

kisses only, death.
i am a married woman.