Final serenda

Here I lay upon my dieing bed
Sweat beading down my face,
It's my last chance to see you again.
For I know this is my last night
So hold me close for this is it
One final chance at a perfect kiss
Hold me close and watch the stars
Drift from my eyes,
But always know I'll be there.
Hold my hand one last time
As I drift off to the abyss/