Under the Willow Tree

Two slaved lovers meet up under a willow tree

A moonlit path led to his majestic arms
Where I rested my head under the darkened willow tree
He sang me a sweet song as he rocked me in his strong arms
Like a baby I laid and giggled as his melodies hypnotized me
Such a binding spell but I did not mind, I loved it
I rubbed the healed scars that were across his back
He had got them trying to see me, yet he still continued to come
I fell asleep that night under the willow tree
When I awoke my love was gone once more
I stood up and brushed the dampened grass off of my dress
A single tear fell from my lonesome eye
I returned back to the place I called home and fantasized about that coming night when we would meet up again.