Thoughts from many

Promise me
You’ll be my Jezebel
And I would be your Ahab.
You’d kill for me Naboth the rebel,
And you’ll give to me his vineyard.

Promise me
You’d be my Jill
And I would be your Jack.
If I fall uphill for water,
Promise me you’ll come tumbling after.

Promise me
You’d be my Julie
And your Romeo I shall be.
And if for your love I die,
Promise me you’ll die after I.

Promise me
You be my Sapphira
And I’d be Ananias.
If ever the holy Spirit kills me,
Promise me it’ll kill you too.

Younglan.