some people love angels, they are so dainty and gentle, there's music, they say in their wings, peace on their brow and serenity writ large on their faces.

some love the devil with the fire and fury he brings, the sulfurous odor notwithstanding, they love his audacious laughter.

when the dainty gentleness of the angel is wrapped in the fire and fury of the devil and when the music of her flight is punctuated with the audacity of his laughter.

There right there,is born the potion for my woes, the balm for my pains, there I see clearly what my heart is been craving, for ages....

there I realise that, that perfect amalgam is you.....