And did you love me on those nights?
When Heaven opened to pour our desires
And inspired these tender and wrathful fights
Not a cloud to cover what He may conspire.
And here in torment, I lay down my soul complete;
That you may love me across the infinite lifetimes.
And not with Her nor Heaven would I need compete;
If you would lead me in my purest crimes.
You are a wanton pleasure of ill-deeded innocence.
And you twist in every turn of my veins.
And eternity is my recompense.
Tho may it be held under fiery reigns.
And this is how I love you so:
That for your torture, thru Hell I go.
This is by far the most special poem I have read today, its absolutely amazing, one of my favorites =)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A good write. Try my version if you've the time. 'Torment'.