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Dressing myself with Waiting's robes looking in the mirror at When. Finding thoughts that without warning haunt and scare my lonely Then. Question the mistress Waiting, again to the end of never, When? Waiting she dances, holding me close and calling her lover When Her music of chance and sultry moves under the covers of patient Then A cruel lover Waiting plays with me as I grow old with desire When Teasing from me my passing youth with Waiting's close lover When First published in Opinionsofeye.com
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