RAFFERTYMausoleum

come inside my mausoleum
light a candle of the pathway to my casket room
step on through rusty iron archways
where a pigeon lays
It died without his lover so strange and beautiful
how you gaze upon my bones
mistake a tragedy
since we'd missed eachother by centuries they took my clothes and sent to a museum
all I am is dust, and a handlebar mustachio
they took my guns and horse and swords for history
but they kindly left a photograph of you and me you dress so beautiful
on those cliffs that took your soul
but I reach for you as you drifted out to sea
since we'd missed eachother by centuries your fine lips, I would kiss you again
so don't be frightened by my skeleton
I'd kill to touch your soft bony hands
but I can't, because this is my lover's century so strange and beautiful
how you gaze upon my bones
before you leave me out to sea
I'll visit your bones next century