Where I Wait

Cursed creatures,
Cursed land,
Demons now who who now demand,
Creatures of this darker deed,
Send out searchers to find new greed,
Truth be told I know it’s true,
I’m the one they’re after,
They’re not after you,
They want me for what I’ve done,
The way I am and how I’ve spun,
How I’ve spun my web of love,
Even though I’m trapped above,
Higher than the tallest place,
But still I’m lower than his face,
These cursed demons look for me,
Looking, searching in the sea,
Up inside the moutain range,
They look in every place so strange,
But never do they bother looking where I always am,
Here sitting with my angel,
Sitting on the sand,
The sand of our little pond,
We sit there by the swing,
This is the place where I go,
Whenever I am trapped,
My mind now wanders to the place,
And I imagine thee,
As in my mind I have the thought,
To give you the special ring,
The ring which would mean so much,
And bring upon great dreams,
Things that could be the future,
At least how the way it seems,
Since I am trapped without you near,
That is the place now I feel,
Just please allow me just one chance,
To show you myself in true romance,
Not the way it’s on tv,
Or how it is thought sexually,
Just let me show you,
Before they capture me,
And tear me away from you my truest love,
Whenever now I close my eyes,
This place I now do go,
To keep a part of me alive,
Waiting here for you,
I sit upon the tree,
Where now the children swing,
Below me I can see them,
But never they see me,
Truly I am at the pond every single night,
As alone I wait for you,
The angel of my sight.