The Agreement
If desired by thine
I'll choose a death at will for mine
The means of doing that, 'cause it's tough
It's you, then, who is to suggest, my love

If with a double-dagger, suggest thee
May be,
It's more than fine
Please, quicken and supply to me

But remind it, my love, my sun-shine
Blade of that dagger should have
Trenchant and fine
As sweeter as wine

And make me your shrine