Well it's snaining outside
Or is it just lazy rain?
It's 6 a.m. and I'm walking home
While the city twitches in a sleep of dog dreams
Me and a friend of mine
We just cheated death
And now I'm walking home
For death's rain check
I open the door quietly
So as not to wake the blue-eyed wedding cake
But she's watching me with one eye
The sleep little spy
She helps me off with my shirt
Because my arm was hurt in a recent fall
I slide into the bed
Then my leg I thread between hers
I put my good arm on her belly
Her hips, her knees
She is made of several babies
I keep my scratchy cast to myself
As I feel our bodies melt
Into two drops of lazy rain
Snaking down the window pane
And when the two drops merge
Then there is the surge
Of one larger drop
We move faster towards the sill
Or is it just lazy rain?
While the city twitches in a sleep of dog dreams
We just cheated death
For death's rain check
So as not to wake the blue-eyed wedding cake
The sleep little spy
Because my arm was hurt in a recent fall
Then my leg I thread between hers
Her hips, her knees
She is made of several babies
As I feel our bodies melt
Into two drops of lazy rain
Snaking down the window pane
Then there is the surge
Of one larger drop
We move faster towards the sill
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