Possession

I hold you fast, your hurrying breath,

Your wandering feet, your restless heart,

Are mine alone, for only death

You vowed today, can make us part.

Your eager lips, athirst to drain

Life's goblet of its golden wine

Shall drink tonight or thirst in vain —

I hold you fast for you are mine.

And when I search your soul until

I see too deeply and divine

That you can never love me — Still

I hold you fast for you are mine!