Have me and I'll have you. The sun will burn from jealousy, the moon will shy away from the beauty of our relationship, the gods will wonder how they created our souls, the devils will fear the ferocity of us together. I'll watch this world burn with you by my side, have you sit on a throne made with the bones of those who ever made you cry. I'll colour your world red and wash away every shade of blue from your life. I'll have us wear crowns made of bones tied together by grey and washed in tears and blood of those who kept me away from you. You'll rule this world, my whole life, and I'll stand beside you to watch the world go in flames for I know the sparks in your eyes would be heaven on earth. Hold me and let me hold you. Love me and let me love you.
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Letters To You
PoetryLove (noun) 1. An intense feeling of deep affection. -------------------------------------------- "I swear I couldn't love you anymore than I do right now, yet, I know I will tomorrow." -------------------------------------------- "I don't remember...
