Seeds of Filth By A Witch

He whispered.
“Just stand beside me,
Your voice echoing inside my cave,
I’ll strum your heartstrings.
And connect all your pieces
strewn on the floor.
Just stand beside me
and time will turn away in envy.”

Black seeds will sprout
its roots in your soil.

Drops of her bitter crimson slowly drip down
From a slash of solid sharp silver.
The moonlight struck it in the correct angle,
Looking so holy it laughed in glee.

Just a few drops of her essence will do.

She sobbed.
“The razor sharp wind scream shrills
But I am afraid I can’t feel,
Cause now as I sit in front of my grave,
Cold hard reality dawned on me.”

These seeds will be your company,
Fondling your judgment with pure darkness,
My command is your desire,
Just leave her corpse to the fire

Two star crossed lovers serenade
An elegy that struck time cold
and as the light of their passion
starts to fade away,
the trees spoke in hushed tones
of sullen grey,
.


Our love has made me
A seven feet deep dungeon
without a tombstone.
Forgive me and be gone,
before this heart turns into stone.

Take my hand, and throw away
the debris of her visions from your mind
Just don't pluck off the seeds, my love
Let it grow and be with me forever.