I am a lady in the doorway
Intended for birthdays.
I hold up and I let in the wind
That will blow off the candles on the cake.
I have no price, just a
life and if nobody has seen your girl,
ask about me Keith Richards
Or Jerry Hall.
I know how
hard it is a lion to be
And how extremely hard it is to be a mossless stone. I am your exquisite appendix,
The Thought – in the frame of your door.
You have your vocal successor,
Eternity is the name of your life.
To an excited birthday man
I wish deathless love.
The Black Raven
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