And will you hold my hand
a li'l bit longer please?
I cannot breathe without it,
my heart won't beat, believe me
must have your skin to touch,
your warmth and all your fragrance.
If I depart from here
it matters little,
if I have you to hold
please do not go.
Herbert Nehrlich
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/staying/
