Boundaries

by miabria

What if Persephone were the one to come up with the idea of the pomegranate seed in order for partial freedom instead of Hades tricking her into eating them? Well then, perhaps their love has hope yet...

A kingdom of darkness,

A throne made of gold,

A crown made from diamonds,

My palace behold.

I seek for the life,

My invisible friend.

I want only sunshine

Is this to be my end?

What can I grow here?

What can I feel?

Release me at once!

Here, I'll make you a deal.

Give me a garden,

One that grows in the dark.

Give a a tree.

One with real leaves and bark.

Allow it to grow,

Tall and strong and full.

Give me six seeds

From the fruit that you pull.

I am bound here to you

Whether I like it or not.

Now release me at once,

To that sun bright and hot.

I have no choice

But to return to you one day.

I shall keep my word,

And for my love you now pray.

The boundaries are clear

Between your world and mine.

Perhaps this will work

If it is given time.