Maybe we could stay
in a little cabin in the woods,
a place hidden away from the world
and all those disapproving looks.
Where the log fire burns
and we can hold each other there,
we can drink hot cocoa as we
cuddle for warmth,
watching the flames dance with the air
under the brightest moon
that has ever taken form.
But then, I've seen enough movies to know
that this will end in a horror show,
a rain of blood will flow from
the scratches in the walls
and our getaway will end on a low
as we run into the trees
trying to escape
from some demonic entities
and their howling calls.
We could escape
to a little shack
by a secluded lake,
where we can watch the moon skim
over the surface skin,
listen to the loons calling
whilst our whispers are kept
where no hidden ears can listen in.
But then, what if there are evils within?
Living dead ambling through the blanket night.
Unleashed from some ancient curse
or a book of words written in devilish verse.
I don’t think I can stand to see you
torn in two by a creature
from another dimensional universe.
Maybe we could find an hotel,
complete with a maze of corridors.
We can talk until late,
staring lovingly, lost
into each other's gaze,
but what if we were
to meet an awful fate?
Blood spilling from the elevators
flooding those corridors
whilst madness entices us.
I don’t think I could survive if you were
to take on a possessed state,
chasing me down
with an axe to cut my door
into splinters upon the ground.
Id lay my life on the floor,
for I’d never want to sever our connection
for any reason at all.
I’d let you hold me there in your lair
because I could never leave you, I fear.
Maybe we could seek some quiet retreat
in a quaint little village by the sea,
a little island getaway, perhaps,
where just a few locals stay
and the only passage away
is a boat that travels once a week
as the dawn light laps upon the shore.
But what if that was our downfall?
Surrounded by a cult who worship the devil,
ready to sacrifice us when the last bell tolls.
I don’t think I could watch as they subject you to evil.
I’d have to let them burn me at the pyre
to give you an escape, which would be my last desire.
Maybe we could take a break
in a castle far away,
a gothic work of art, only accessible
via horse and cart,
driven across mountain passes
through misty passages.
But I fear we could end up
surrounded by the children of the night,
sucked dry in the blink of an eye,
and I don’t want to watch
as you become one of them,
sinking your teeth into me.
Maybe we are best to just stay
where we are, in the arms of love
where no monsters can get
a stake on your heart.
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Kyle
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