Hell of a Love

 I wear the scars
burnt
by the flames from her lips,
so much fire filled her eyes
I just couldn't resist
the temptation to kiss
a girl made from Hell.

They labeled me the boy
who fell from Heaven
to endure eternal torment
trying to find
what it means to love
a demon so much he would cut
his wrists in sin
so that he could see her once again.

Now I let the stars pour
from my burning wounds
until the last of the light
in my heart
fades out
and I fall through the earth
as a body of fire
towards my Hell
of a love.