I put you in your grave and you were still mine

If you’d stayed in your grave it would have been fine

But no one ever really does what they’re told…

Not you or I

Creatures such as we are far too bold.

Up you came, a name falling from your lips--

My name…!

Grave mould swinging form your hips

Cracking your power against the stone tomb

Daring it to resist you…

A chuckle, a breath against my ear

“Guess who?”

And then a flash of fear…

You tore my flesh when you stroked my face

And broke my bones with the hugs you gave

And when I could no longer move on my own

You drug me back to where we both belong

Deep in earth

Buried and alone.

For creatures such as we are far too bold

We know where we feel right

This is our creation…

Our world of dark delight…

No one had to tell us what we reap is what we’ve sown

Your kisses were the sweetest poison

I have ever known