You, my tree
By MistressAli

You, my tree
Can I carve my name into your bark?
- in a heart -
Your roots dug deep into my poison heart
I give you my blood
But take more than I give
- in a lifetime - 
you would grow older than I
but feeding from me
your death hastens closer each day
to greet you
to smuggle you out of your wooden flesh
and shimmering leaves
you, my tree
are withering down in winter's bloom
- I rape you - 
Of leaves and acorns seeds and fruit
I take you 
Down to frosted ground
Maybe I will give an ode 
To your worthless life, my tree
Adorn your carcass with glass and colored lights
Or cast your cold remains to hell
A roaring fire to warm my uncaring soul

My tree
I still remember you in summer glory.