Heaven and Hell are closed and abandoned

The remnants were evicted for self-indulgence

And petty theft of life and love,

Man has returned to paradise

From the torments of half-hearted demy gods.

Crocus is Adam’s brother

Echo is Eve’s sister

Who walked the earth?

With a bride of eternal beauty

Their souls close to all of creation

In synch with all life

Tumbled gracefully forward.

The serpents and the angels

Seeing the gift of their union

Could never stand.

The tremors brought out the venomous snake

That tempted Eve which temptation banished

Redemption resolved to save

And hail majesty to heaven’s forgiveness.

Keeping Adam forsaken through time and death

In a blighted desert out of paradise

Crocus becomes lord reaping vengeance

Upon those who took Echo from his eternal side.

He tears open the earth and freezes the winds of time

Crocus stood breathing in pain

Choking on hurt and bleeding tears

Flowing from the core of humanity.

What he swallowed was an ache

That would haunt us eternally.

Through time they became lovers

Meeting and facing days forward.

Into the depth once they reach each other.

Remember their place stolen from them again and again,

Travel; the pain of time repeated by this dastardly crime

To suffer till their strength be restored at creation’s start.

He’ll taste her scent in the air and smile at the memory.

She smiled a wicked grin as he neared

And her strength and sensual air

Made his blood course with want

The closer they came within the vicinity and proximate

Of the humanities, they once were incarnate souls.

They would have their hearts filled with love once more,

Passion and simple want of each other’s eternal togetherness.

Once ripped by death the incumbent fury of their end.

Alas again the fury awaits their return

And is ripped and torn by curs and drag of angels’ cloth

His step close witness to the horrid murder

The curs found out in the deed bloody to plunder

Crocus’ short work the dogs into a pulp of yelps and cries

Unheard screeches into the halls of tomorrow.

The suffering torment and bloodletting of these events

Haunts the shadows of all lovers until now…..

Time has brought change to these events

And as the lovers approach, Archangels and Demons

Prepare to make the theft of nature’s beating heart

With these dull spears and swords of torturous envy

As the archangel prepares to take her heart

The demons sit her in the assassination’s seat

Against her struggling will, she hollers and fights

And pierces the empty hall with screams.

A child startled the henchmen in the brevity of the moment.

The deed is done and the child is slain as well

And Crocus arrives to Echo’s slain remains

A child by her side destroyed of life.