my death waits like an old ruin. so confident i'll go his way. whistle for him and the passing time. my death waits to allow my friends a few good times before it ends. let's drink to that, and the passing time. my death waits among falling leaves. magicians mysterious. leaves. rabbit, dove, and passing time. but whatever lies behind the door, there's nothing much to do. angel or devil, i don't care. for in front of that door, there is you.

my death waits in a double bed. sails of oblivion at my head. pull up the sheets against the passing time. my death waits in your arms, your thighs. your cool fingers will close my eyes. but whatever lies behind the door, there's nothing much to do. angel or devil, i don't care. for in front of that door, there is you.


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