When the Devil fell in Love

 

When the Devil fell in Love...

   It was due to a softness, 

      Never imaginable to be true...

  A fuzzy space 

     Inside his belly, 

Because yet of His Heart, 

  It couldn't get through. 

When the Devil fell in love, 

  It was a watered Yin

     To his Wrathly,  Fiery hue...

It was the remembrance of a time long ago, 

  When he was still in God's favor anew. 

It was the touch 

  Of an ancient thing, 

Resembling a High Priestess of Love. 

It was the thing, 

  He never had, 

The warmth of a mother's touch. 

And there upon, 

  She took his heart, 

For She saw his Original Soul, 

  And when they married 

   And birthed a Son...

Their Legacy would be told. 

Of the Light, 

  He will be. 

      More beautiful than fathomably portrayed. 

It is the Legacy, of you and I 

And the story they will relay. 

And our Son, will birth his own, 

And Generational curses shall break. 

It is the Destiny, he will tell

While they rest flowers upon our Grave. 

And I will sleep, 

  Where you are buried, 

Spending Eternity now merged as one. 

And to home we will return, 

  Resting it all down...

Knowing the deed 

         has been done.