My mind permeates with deadly thoughts
More cursed than ancient lethal tortures
It is the way my mind works……
I cloak my heart with a woven crown of lilies
My thoughts scrimmage though lush foliage
And threadbare skin is slick with sweat
It glistens like an image without a mirror
Silent movement echoes each step silent
My body tensely poised to snap a recoil
Attuned to foreign sounds that abound
As pale lips form a deceitful smile
I gracefully move into fading light
And take up guard in my rightful place
My home called the shadowlands
Ancient kindred spirits call out to me
Tis spoken in an unspoken language
Passed along with the sound of the wind
They call out to me as I quietly pass by
I have no form and give no substance
Yet my body casts off patterns reflected
You come seeking my tribal legend
Aching desire for the touch of my flesh
Yearn for a kiss from my tender mouth
Expectations to feel the velvet wings
I have sealed the hooded doorway
Cast off the scent of your love
Turned away your sweet taste
Removed my image from you
Replaced my shredded heart
With merely a stemmed lily
Look no more in my dreams
This Lilly has a sour bitter sting
I take pleasure in dark of night
Show me a man's playful heart
And I will see only lustful betrayal
I promise decay, dust, and ashes
This Lilly now thrives on cruel sorrow
I thrust my cold hand into your chest
Rip out your heart and crush it down
This sweet Lilly has a gift from man
I place each carefully weeded talisman
Upon the stone cold Altar of Fate
Seduction is only a promised offering
Enter my Shadowlands if you dare