Or Did You Love Death?

Grace Fallow Norton

I got your love, lying
Candles at my head.
I got your love, dying,
White on my bed.

But your love gifted,
My life saw its span.
By my love lifted,
I rose and I ran.

I lose your love, living!
(O stinging sunshine!)
I lose your love, striving
For bread and for wine!

Was it love, crying
Farewell with faint breath?
Did you love me dying?
Or did you love death?