“Will you haunt me too?”

„Please be kind“, the witch begged her demon.

Please be kind
I need to keep you
here in my head
I want to keep you
here in my bed.

Be careful with me
All my dreams have gone bad
thats why I need you
here in my head.

Be sweet with me
I need to keeo you
to face you
with eyes closed
speak to you
with lips shut
to sing
when I’m soar
I need to keep you
You are a spell in my head
that keeps me from leaking
Without you I’m drowning,
so please,
be kind.
I’ll haunt you either way.
But I’ll be kind;
I’ll be careful,
and I’ll be sweet,
if I haunt you.
Will you haunt me too?

„Well, actually“, the demon sighs as she pushes the plate of cookies towards them, „I’m kind of in the wrong dimension for solid food right now.“ And they blush as the witch makes a face.