Please bury my body.
For I’ve never much liked
Cremation
Fire licking against
A cold corpse
Reminds me too much
Of Hell’s
Greedy flames

And I would like
To think
That I’m not going there
Despite
Everything I’ve done.

Please bury me
By the river
You know the spot.
And maybe that way
If I do rise again
On Judgment Day
I’ll be able to see
One final
Sunrise.

Please leave flowers
At my graveside.
Lilies,
If you can get them.
Their scent has always
Reminded me of sunlit days
And summer nights.
And if what they say is true—
About the dead
Just sleeping,
May the scent of lilies
Fill my eternal sleep.

And please,
If nothing else.
Please bury my body
And bury it next to his.
For wherever he goes,
I go too.
Whether it be to the flames
Far more horrid
Than cremation
Or to the light
Of a thousand brilliant
Sunrises.

And though I know
You never liked him
Please leave lilies
For him too.
So may our dreams
Both be full of
Lilies
And sunlit days
And summer nights
And everything lovely
That the world
Could never provide.

Please bury my body
And visit it
Whenever you can
But don’t be alarmed
If one day
There is no body
To be found.
For that is just a sign
That I am with him
And at last we have flown away
To the place
Where secret lovers go
And at last—
Maybe, just maybe
We’re finally free.