I will be coming to your dreams sometimes
as an uninvited and unwelcome guest.
Don’t leave me on the road outside.
Don’t bar the gates…
I’ll enter quietly, then calmly I will sit.
And I will stare into the dark to see you,
and when my eyes have gazed their fill..
I’ll kiss you and I’ll disappear.
The author wrote this a few hours before he was executed and dedicated it to his wife. I don’t believe in life after death… But I am very confident love after death exists.