As the willow tree sways in the cool summers wind
I am stolen away not to be found
Or else if you catch me
U will never be let free
You'll be turned to stone
And it cant be undone
So stay away from me
And never return my key
As that's what i am trying to find
And unlock my shackles if you would be so kind
I am shackled to the willow tree
That you will never see
For it is under ground
And cant hear a sound
So help me
Find the key
Or i will be forever lost
if your willing to pay the cost
The price is very simple
You need not be nimble
You'll be turned to stone
if you don't want to leave me alone
I am a threat
You don't want to meet
My eyes are abysses of icy blue sapphires
That once ruled the king of ire
And my silky red hair that writhes in the unmoving air
And made all the men turn to sinders
My deathly white skin
Was thanks to my aunt Lynn
My marshmallow pink lips
Are cold to your finger tips
My sparkly white teeth
Are filed deathly sharp to kill Erith
As blood trickles from my lips
Staining them crimson red as the hollow crypts
A pair of unreachable daggers at my feet
To my unlucky defeat
As my hooded cloak hides my face
As it hangs down my back it leaves no trace of my size or shape
As a cold echo makes me snicker as my friend takes shape
In the shadows
Coming up with the men from the meadow
For they are going to end up in my garden
My garden of statues i have made with no pardon
As she lights her lantern
I see her face turn
Away as a loud bicker echo's through the tunnels
Like a funnel
A dark haired grubby man stepped in to the lantern light
Illuminating his face " i have some thing you might like"
he said softly and took a few steps towards me
And held his hand open in front of me and there laid the key
With sapphire embellishments and winding copper
