I Write Poetry

Devils don't fly...

I would like to believe that the sky is my friend
jumping towards clouds, will I fall, will I land
taking both name and heart in my hand
darling am I a devil or am I a man

You wear your wings like a cape on a hero
I look to you you're the one and I'm zero
taking in stride what difference is held
you are from heaven and I am from hell
broken in truth inside of my cell
looking for another home of a shell
darling you are what I want to believe in
Lucifer fighting to go back to heaven

I've sinned a bit and the light is so dim
filling my cup with hatred to the rim
you enter quiet but loud like a storm
washing away this hate I have born
you can change horns innately to wings
you can make me do unspeakable things
changing pure evil to someone with fate
darling you make me forget why I hate

Take back to Adam, where is my Eve
locked away stolen and you are my key
Biting the fruit and together we fall
angels and demons together we crawl
wingless and hornless we travel the land
this a story of how god made man

love can cross borders
love can cross time
whether heaven or hell it won't matter if you are..
mine.