Twisted temptation

The Wind

The wind whistled in her ears , blowing scattered strands away from her face
Warm breaths escaped her parted lips and collided with the cold breeze
The only sound heard in the lone moors where lay the hidden grass maze
But she knew her way around these paths she could get out with ease
The wind followed her wherever she went
Or was it that she was the one who brought them ?
Not many who saw her often remembered
These green walls had heard the wails of many souls and so had she.
The sinner , the victim and the quiet witness sought refuge here.
A stolen kiss under the moon light , A runaway bride at dawn.
A priest breaking his sacred vow, a thief running from the law far gone
Her lips curved into a mirthless smile as she wondered
All the hues seen under the sun often changed beneath the stars
The wind now blew with an unmatched speed, the wind thundered,
Red tainted the leafy green, as many fights turned into nasty wars
Vines were used as chains , a result of unchecked warnings and advances
Of men who thought of women as objects
Ladies hid their December affairs and nobel men hid their bar brawls,
Moans of pleasure turned into wails and echoed in the crude branches
Scratch marks over someone's face , hickeys peeking out of the vintage lace
Stolen kisses of all sorts and stolen jewels were wrapped with disgrace
She knew them all she heard them all she witnessed it all could she have influenced them all ?
The wind now suddenly stopped, a deafening silence spread
Shivers rippled down her spine and she saw two Shadows
A man kneeling down on his knee ,a ring in one hand, love in his eyes
A woman standing in awe , her hands clasped as she gazed upon the love of her life
The little girl watching them smiled , and then the wind howled and reached the couple
The man dumbstruck and the woman a statue
A sudden change occured , a sudden evil spread
Some actions took place , some wickedness took birth , A soul left a human vessel , A love turned into murder.
A man with a knife and a woman with a wound,
Blood spilled on the soft grass , beginning the start of the perfect crime
The woman choked and Withered and then froze
Fear made way as the weapon thrown, the criminal fled in time.
The girl watched with keen eyes and an eerie smile
Reaching the end of the garden she looked back the maze
The wind had now moved away from the grass , it's attack now in the past
It Was almost dawn and the sun rose ,the sky was an orange haze
She put her hood on and walked away , around her strangers walked past.
Where ever she went the wind always followed
If it was the ship then she was the sailor
The garden was just a port , just a place to stop by
Many more shores awaited the clink of an anchor.
Evil did lurk at every turn and every corner
And she was always in the eye of the tornado that followed