I would prefer to die
with my arms wide open
face up hugging the open sky
with muddy patches kissing my feet
lungs full of air even though I can’t breath anymore
rain drops knocking on my head urging me to dance
to the rhythms of the live wind whispering lullabies in my ear
but mostly
I would prefer to die in your arms
with my arms tightly wrapped around you
face up, closing my eyes to your sugary smile
my feet touching yours
lungs full of you, passing through your lips and mine
your warm hands gently holding my head
and you whispering in my ears ‘it will all be ok’
hell, I would prefer to live like this
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