Kissed, Missed, Lost Her

And there's a woman Once a girl in the prime

of her life sat on the banks of the river of time and watched the

current passing by. I came out of the cold and lonely mist. I was naked

and alone and sick. Fell down before her on the ground.

And I kissed her. And I missed her. And I lost

her. She took me into her arms and said, "Will you be

my lover until you're dead?" There on the banks of time we lay.

We made love through the night and the day. But time and the river