Sakura

it stings like a serpent's poison
creeping through my every veins
tiny volts of lightning weakens
and I am trapped in a devil's snare

where art thou my cherry blossoms?
thy scent so sweet, my throbbing
rescue me and my life is spared
this frail human to you depends

but know I see you crushed, my cherry blossoms
by obelisk's eyes that gives no caution
and yet you diffuses to the air your aroma
a magic deep I could not fathom

your death gives life to this frozen body
shunning the arrows of the devils army
with your beauty crushed a tear I fall
wiped dry by secret bode's call

this winter chill will soon be over
it holds a promise I so long after
a tiny seed will sprout in spring
that puzzles the devil cause it's not his thing.