Is love passion....
it it safety....
is love safety,passion and loyalty....or am I asking what is Eros type of love...
The love that confuses me is
true love, between two
a range in the eros type
Because he loves so tenderly
He is loyal
And i do not understand
Not myself, though i reflect
I want to love, like he loves
like he loves me
All i do is provoke him
hurt him
that is my way of eros love....
He does not understand my Eros love
I want to hurt him
Until he screams in agony
Now, after all this time...
he has start to slowly figure out my pattern,
his reactions are less
He observes me, he studies my nature....
Though he stills belives that love alone can
fix me...
He loves that song also
It reflects his heart
"Fix you"
I know he does not enjoy the pain
no mather how human he wishes to appear
he despises it
Cause deep inside the pain i gave him, he has made a big nest
and treads, a universe alone, where i live
and i feel it, it lies in his heart...
Maybe I will live there when I die...
he thinks that universe means something
that it also has a door
a door that will lead him and me into some
kind of heaven
But all i see is darkness
And i wonder...when will he do as any sensible human
and simply throw this universe of pain straight into the trash....
Cause that is what the others did
They knew inside them
that such is worth nothing
but still, they loved the pain, they could never get enough
For them, the pain was also the only
love they knew
I can not stab an angel in the heart
I will go to some deep dark dwell of dimension
where the succubus lives
Because I stabbed my angel
right in the heart
The lords of the universe will not like that
and in my sleep i dream no longer of him
but of those dark places
they pull me in
and there the others wait for me
those who love the pain
If he only knew
My angel
that i never loved the pain either
I am just so doctrinised in this world
This is how i adapted
Now he is a light worker
and
messenger of peace
I wish to learn his ways
I must
Cause my old ways will only bring me darkness
and not even the lord might want to save me
because i might pray as much as i wish
I have commited a universal crime against love
To be loved by a good man
Promised the world
and treated it like trash
Silly woman, how can i understand
the moments of clarity are lasting longer and longer
To underestimate such a connection would be a crime to a simple soul like myself
My wings are loosing its shadows and blackness, I will settle for gray
This succubus is fading into the light
And I do not want more of incubus
I want my angel
