Kiss of the Dead

It has been over a decade
Since last you crossed my path
You took my beloved from my arms
Years I have suffered from your wrath

A decade of searching for love
A decade of looking for my best friend
A decade struggling not to be alone
What have I accomplished in the end

I am exhausted from my search
Doubtful I’ll find a lesbian wife
Alone I will wait for you
I have grown tired of the game of life

Grim Reaper old friend I fear you not
So come to me so we my embrace
Passage to the other side is sought
My lips will kiss your cold bony face