Radiating brighter than a pink sun, Vivid fantasies are what I call reality, Glaring brighter than a red moon, Your beauty is what I call my gravity. Floating together in a black hole, A hundred stars dying here tonight, Your supernova heart burns the cold, Always keep me going from the very start. Tears streaming down like meteor showers, Soaring though the dusk like a comet homing in, Burning the night sky with the end in sight, The seven devils are living under my skin. The moons dance by orbiting our love, Nebulas glowing bright behind the rising sun, Wisps leading my heart to the heaven above, Levitating in your aura feeling so overcome. Revolving around you the universe observes in content, A look into your eyes petrifies me into a statue, Azure planets dance around begging for repentance, Your splendor suffocates me in the silent vacuum. “I’ll be Angle for thee,” whispers the wind into my ears, Revealing cascading river of lies flooding the sanctuary, Where the truth bleeds out the emotions that I’ve conceived, Pillars collapse while chaos feeds from what is left of me. Deteriorating into limbo as I howl for clear a way out, The abyss engulf my body racing towards annihilation, Where the flow of time is in a complete paradox, Now you and I are both in separate dimensions. Drifting across the ocean bed, This is the final act in life, Reliving all things that have been said, Awaiting the first act of death.