I won't go back to the painful, intolerable old ways
Of not being able to touch you-or hold you-for days.
When I was seven, I stared into the endless, blue expanse
Of the sky and thought I saw heaven, there; this is my chance
To reside in that place, within my Angel's embrace; yes-mine.
So fair of form and filled with sweet, loving grace: infinitely divine.
My days were long and actions, fell-for ages, amongst the denizens
Of Hell, I thought I'd found my place and would toil, without end,
Hopelessly burning, comfortless and yearning-until, we met;
And my heart stutters, still, when I see her, as it did when I first set
The embers of my soul within the warmth of her passionate embrace.
My infernal keepers made a fatal mistake by letting her radiant face
Brush against my fingertips, as my delving tongue tasted the sweetness
Of her lips-consigning my soul to the inner sanctum of love's completeness.
I had no purpose or cause, until then-just a smothering world of gray;
Content to follow soulless commands and, unquestioningly, do as my captors say. But, having known Paradise, firsthand, and lived with my Angel, there;
I finally, implacably understand: this love is eternal, with her, I share;
Our union is holy, sanctified, and right; I will never know comfort or peace
Until I overthrow the shadowy rulers of Hades, to win our love's release.
I have had a taste of Heaven-now, I hunger for more: somehow,
We will be free-my Angel and me-because it's her I fight for, now.

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