Etiam in Morte, Perdurat Amor

Even in Death, Love Prevails

If a woman 
Would stand with me
In the young-dawn light,
Staring out to Sea, 
She’ll become my true love- 
Whom I bequeath my heart. 
And when she too, comes to pass,
Our brood shall stand on the beach
And give our bodies to the Sea.
All will end where all had begun-
She was my dawn, and I was her dusk.
And forever, we will drown in Love.