Just wait,
be patient.
He'll come eventually.
He'll come and take the trait.
Just be patient,
and play the game of immortality.

We play the game of immortality.
We refuse the drink of swimming cells.
We refuse to imbibe the rich red wine liquid.
We do not carry allergies of the sun
We do not hold a heart with no beats,
And yet we play the game of immortality.

Swallow.
Breathe.
I promise pain.
An eternity spent with me
as your queen.

© 2013 Melody