I once read that bees can drown in honey.
I fear that I may drown in how much you love me.
Oh, what a way to go.
Your arms wrapped tightly ‘round me as a bow
Our soft lips pressed gently together
Bodies moving in sync, joined by an invisible tether
Your love, I no longer fear
I crave a swift death.
An arrow to the heart, I love you with my dying breath—
And even after that…
And ever after that.