That Day I Met Death

I am glad I went to hell Glad to have met death Looked at his face, hugged him Fell to my knees, kissed his feet Asked If I could stay and live with him Not today he whispered Not today you are just a visitor But death look Look I have been to hell before So many times if I give it a thought So much in fact That every time things are fine I think that things are great I just want to stay What do you say Death kissed me on my cheek Licked my face His breath. Smelled like ashes and death His breath was romantic in that way Not yet my friend You need to see heaven He said So that I can finally snatch it from you I am not really content To see you here gladly. Here I am At night glad I went to hell Because now I am certain I am certain to see heaven