They say you're the devil
Your larva skin is a boiling gel
I say you're beautiful
And I feel it's okay to warm up in hell
They call you the beast
Devouring men
But how could that be
I feel loved every now and then
People are afraid to eat with you
Even when they do they use long spoons
They are afraid to make deals with you
They don't want to end up in misery dunes
But you are my morning star
The melody in my voice
The reason I shine brighter
All I do with you is rejoice
Take my hands, let's waltz into the sunset
We'll leave the world locked up inside
Forget their harsh words, do not fret
I'll hold you down forever, here, by my side
Though you sometimes give me fright
Sometimes you go wild
Maybe everyone else is right
Maybe this is just the thoughts of a child
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
But you are my morning star The melody in my voice The reason I shine brighter All I do with you is rejoice.....at the end may be this are the thoughts of a child...... how can a poet define evil and devil...........how can we personify satan........it is difficult...... but you are trying in your own way dear poet. just fine a poem.. thank u dear poet. tony