Sick and sweet

Roots growing in secret. Seductive symphonies play,
 a pied pipers prison,

Practiced responses to uprising remembering,

Shattered 

Simple sight so sweet 

Pain proving pleasure’s price

Roots, grown so deep.

Even now they strangle shuddering surrender from my mind. 

I sink submitting to their pain 

Pleased by your name on my tongue

My mind mezmorized more than ever by your memory. 

So long since last I worshiped at your alter, 

Never free me