Michael

March 16, 2012
He and I had reached the point
Where hell culminates and diverges
With the pearly white gates of heaven.
We took things to new heights, he and I,
Two hearts entangling and moving so fast
At a speed that left my soul behind,
And I had no intentions of reclaiming it.
I loves him with a relentless love,
And unforgiving force,
A ruthless extremity,
An incessant devotion and intense passion.
It was do or die with me and him,
No questions asked.
He was my sunshine that followed the seven plagues,
The quiet breath after a volcanic eruption subsides.
He was and I was and we were and it was and we did.
And I loved him.





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