poetry

May 24, 2005 20:19

A blissful eternity in hell

Into the firey pits we fall as I take you into my arms
My lips pressed to your neck drinking from you
Seeing what you seen
Knowing what you know
Your heart beat slows
My lips move away
Cutting my wrist gently putting the flowing blood to your mouth
Drink my beloved, become imortal, spend eternity with me
Your eyes flutter to life
There seems to be a glow all around you
You are mine now
Your arms move to surround me
Your lips move to mine
It seems we must be floating above everything and everyone
The moment in time is suspended
As we slowly come back down to the earthen hell
I know I will be with you for all eternity

This is for you Wyll. This is how I feel about you. Can you tell what this is a metaphor for? :) I hope so. Its pretty easy I think. heh..I like this poem its weird and cute just like us.

Hehe...I got pretty flowers and a teddy bear from my Wyll. hehe...I love them..he is so good to me.
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