Pomegranates

It's almost time to be with my God Underneath the ground
When the leaves begin to fall
And turn brown
Becoming a wintery chill
While he feeds me
The seeds of the forbidden fruit
Sorry land above
There will be no returning
To a lush green garden
I will never leave him alone again
Even When this place freezes over too
And we both die
Then live once more
It will be him I search for
Over and over