I met an Angel.

She descended from
The Heaven above us all.
She descended in front of me:
Astonished by her divine beauty
Mesmerised; by her celestial smile
Fascinated by such being.

She brought Heaven upon earth:
Warmth,
And a soft smile which contents the
Heart.

Her divine warmth
Charming as ever,
Led me towards her.
Such divinity is
Tremendously
Pure.

I… I…
Caressed her.

Velvet skin;
An aroma, of vanilla;
And an embracing warmth.

Is this what Heaven feels like?

Wishing to enjoy such moment
For eternity.

A split second.
And I… was
In…
Pain?

Your white dress
Stained with my cursed
Blood.
The charming warmth,
A burning hell-fire.

While we slowly drifted apart,
Hell’s gate opened.
The Angel,
Oblivious to the events,
Wondered.
Whilst,
I entered
My new Heaven.

Guilty of thy sins:

Wrath
Lust
Envy

I accept thy;
I carve thy out;
In my own body;
Such that thy may be
Absolved.

Drunk of thy’s blood,
Burning to purge thy,
Blood,
Flowed,
From my eyes.

Satisfied of the pain.
Satisfied of the suffering.
Filled with joy.

The Almighty.
Opened hell’s gate
Once again.

Waiting at the other side,
She was there.

There.

I met an Angel.

With Heaven following her.
I had Hell accompanying me.

I took step on Earth once again
Whilst she remained above us all;
In the Heaven above.

She noticed me.
I noticed her.

Here;
I wondered,
How such divinity –
Could notice a nugatory demon.

I gaze on her beauty,
While she looks at me;
I look away.

Powerless to approach her.
Aghast to reach her.
Withered by her beauty.

Thy sins did not absolve,
And I suffer in quiet.
While the gates to hell
Are now closed.
I carve out some;
To meet the
Almighty
Again.

Yet.
Unable to approach her
I wander the earth as a stray soul.

The cursed soul,
The demon.
He played
Icarus;
Struck by the sun
He fell.
Heaven is not for this soul.

Hell is meant for him.

And this is the story,
Of when
I met an Angel.