Flowers of hell picked in a basket
"You shall have one too"
Whispered the devil inside me,
a
second time disguised as brotherhood.
"Give me back my freedom, give me back
my love!"
Entailed, engulfed in your arms, wouldn't
let me escape.
Temptation was bittersweet for once.
"I am a sinner"
Judges overwhelm the court...
This world is not mine anymore.
You set me loose. You set me free
to seek redemption and return only to you.
Mere words ... Love, too.
You couldn't have grasped it though, but
only live it.
Bigger than me, bigger than you...
Both of us
Dust in the wind,
Intruders in the dust
Fresh breaths of air ...
"Air, Air, Air!"
We would breathe again, love
Starting anew, but this time not as
sinners.
First rule of hell, don't touch the flowers.
ReplyDeleteThey smell like...hell.