Misunderstood

Sitting under the moonlight,
Spelling her name on the stars.
Each passing comet reminds him of the good times that they had.
A thousand sweet memories and a pinch of aching heart.
Took him from home to paradise
And left him deeper than where he was.
The devil you know is better than the angel you don't.
A rainbow at the horizon,
Misdirected the lost lover.
But she sang a song for days
And he reached home chasing her rhyme.
When he saw her, it healed the many wounds.
His voice was a shelter in the thunder.
The sky lit up.
The moon so huge.
She asked him to follow her to what she called a castle of dreams.
They were greeted by many,
Cheered by more.
Merry, feast and a night to celebrate.
The kingdom has found the man,
Who can bless its dry womb.
He quoted it as "the story of his life", that's to be told.
His lady, the most beautiful ever for his eyes,
Kissed his ears and whispered -
"This isn't the end of the story"
And that he was not a weak lover but the wicker man
N though her heart would bleed forever
She'd be proud sacrificing her man
To break the curse of infertile land,
Where she is the princess,
Princess Angel, the saviour of kingdom Dazzling.
The crowd began to chant their prayer,
Carried him to cliff where the earth kissed the sky.
He knew this is his end but when she touched him to tie his hands,
He lived a hundred lives.
She kissed him and said if she had a son, she would name him after her dying love.
Led him to the edge
And she walked with him till the very end.
She kissed him again
And helped him fly
Fly away from the land
Till he can't be seen.
He wanted it to be a story to be told.
And it lay buried under the valley of worship.
Where the wicker men always came
But none that ever left.