Danisy,
Heaven
It’s like spending every second of your life in Heaven
Every moment takes your breath away
With the small brush of your hands
Your heart skips a beat
Every kiss gives you a feeling of euphoria.
Like light feathers tickling the edge of your nose,
It makes the corners of your lips curve up
and your cheeks turn bright red.
Waking up next to them,
surrounded by fluffy sheets and pillows,
like you’re afloat the sky, sitting on a cloud enveloped
with white cotton and the sun’s beaming rays
It’s serene and surreal
Millions of inexplicable emotions surging through your veins
—ecstasy, tranquility
It’s the kind of love people would wish for
When a shooting star passes by
A kind of love that is flawless
But as time goes by,
It’s sickening, isn’t it?
It’s the same thing over and over again
As if time is in a loop
The same feeling residing in your heart
The same skin touching yours
The same pair of lips that brings you bliss
How are you so sure you won’t get tired of it?
Literary: Love Purgatory
In this purgatory,
You are the judge to decide your fate
You choose your own damnation or benediction
Which path will you take?
Heaven or Hell?
Heaven
It’s like spending every second of your life in Heaven
Every moment takes your breath away
With the small brush of your hands
Your heart skips a beat
Every kiss gives you a feeling of euphoria.
Like light feathers tickling the edge of your nose,
It makes the corners of your lips curve up
and your cheeks turn bright red.
Waking up next to them,
surrounded by fluffy sheets and pillows,
like you’re afloat the sky, sitting on a cloud enveloped
with white cotton and the sun’s beaming rays
It’s serene and surreal
Millions of inexplicable emotions surging through your veins
—ecstasy, tranquility
It’s the kind of love people would wish for
When a shooting star passes by
A kind of love that is flawless
But as time goes by,
It’s sickening, isn’t it?
It’s the same thing over and over again
As if time is in a loop
The same feeling residing in your heart
The same skin touching yours
The same pair of lips that brings you bliss
How are you so sure you won’t get tired of it?
Hell
“Love is Hell.”
But the heat from it keeps your blood running
The thrill of chasing something you shouldn’t have,
something you couldn’t get.
Satisfy the temptation of biting the forbidden fruit,
the thrill of insurrection, breaking free.
Every bite you take slowly kills you, yet, it’s the sweetest taste
Every second of loving someone might feel like a waste
when they don’t give the same but
Every time they do, you feel the heat all over your skin
The misery is rewarding, you keep wanting more.
Waking up next to them,
on the cold, hard cement
Drowning in the push and pull and confusion, suffering
but you know they love you, even if it feels like Hell,
There’s potential.
Hell is not too good to be true
It’s not poison ivy disguised as Heaven,
It’s a rose you’re willing to grab by the stem
being tormented is easier to trust
It’ll just go uphill from here, it can never get worse.
Millions of inexplicable emotions surging through your veins-- lucrative agony.
The dark abyss of suffering gives hope that there’ll be light in the end.
The pain makes it feel like a challenge
The days go by, every bond you make is remarkable
The chase will get your heart racing but
How are you sure you won’t get tired chasing?
Black or white,
Roses or daisies
You are the judge to decide your fate
You choose your own damnation or benediction
Which path will you take?
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