She never trusted anyone with her secrets before

the world scorned her and she burned within
mankind was smaller back then
just her and him and her children

sex was meant to be an act of two
eyes turn black only his energy comes through
only in time her heart got separated too

one part her own another her dying children's
the world was at odds in its very first war
the children of Eve have arrived to destroy


her heart in the wilderness she hung on a tree
heaven and peace long abandoned her barren womb
her heart burst forth into some dark owl of night

forever inciting lust in the minds of men
her presence pulling them from worlds of wakefulness
they take her hand and morning comes she is gone

from the skies she lands on my window sill
i had begged her and for once she has returned
to offer the same dream to one more than once