A Portrayal of Michael

His eyes looked sad but didn’t portray fear. The fear that he was going to rot and burn in hell; as Michael the leader of thee archangels thrust his spear into the rebellion’s gut. It was the curse of Lucifer and all who had loved him who had to sell their souls willingly because of their stupidity, their sorrows, their woes and doubts suffered in hell within him. Until the traitorous Michael fell down himself.

Death and Dying

And I can smell the sweet pine that lifted my lover’s spirit to the Gods as he held me softly in his arms one last time, savoring his last breath.

And as I reflect on the waters of that deep blue sea, it is you I will miss for all time.

I swear to God that you fill my head with one million possibilities. But our possibility was us. And we were infinite.

As I drew my last breath, I saw you at the end, and there we were. 

Poison In Your Lips

You are dangerous and you have poison in your lips.

If I had a choice I would be kissing you all the time day and night.

You constantly swim in my thoughts.

But I am a dreamer and that is only what I think unless proven wrong.

Sugar Kisses

Your lips taste like jasmine tea with sugar.

And I swear to God that sometimes you taste like water.

I love your sugar kisses and I don’t know how to describe you or what to make of you.

Your kisses are bewitching and magical.

I’ve always wanted you.

And here we are.

Together.

With you kissing me with your sugar kisses.

And I will see you every Tuesday.

Moving On

You remind me of places I’ve never explored,

Cities I’ve never been to.

You remind me of the taste of jasmine tea with a hint of sugar.

Monday mornings with a cup of coffee in my hand.

You remind me of moving on.

You remind me of a future I have yet to find;

a puzzle I wish to solve.

And yet there we were.

Our futures like stars collided making a universe of something reminiscent that belonged only to us.

The Lion and The Lamb

You are the lion

and I was your only lamb

and we were in love.