If You Love Me

By Dee Newman

When, at last, my life has run its course,
Sing me, my love, no graveside hymns of praise,
Let there be no sobs, no pangs of remorse,
Bring me no lilies, no floral bouquets,
Leave me no tears, no kisses on my brow,
I will not feel them when I am dead and gone,
Give me your warmth and passion here and now,
Sing for me while there is yet a dawn.
Why, oh why, my love, must we live apart?
If you love me, then show me, soft and slow.
Hold me now within your arms and heart,
Kiss me on my mouth so that I may know.
    Give me while I am still alive and strong
    Your love and laughter, your flowers and song.