My Heaven could put all Heavens to shame
It has filled Pools of motley green and blue
And Rays the color of golden red flame
With the Land caked of white snow anew
My Heaven is the definition of Perfection
It has Hills and Mountains both large and high
And Beauty that grants me erection
With Pedals of crimson red where lay nigh
Thus is My Love, that gorgeous lustrous Dove,
Such an ample Heaven, That protects me from the Seven.
My Hell could put all Hells to shame
It has filled Pools of motley red and black
And Rays the color of darkly red flame
With the Land caked of soot and crack
My Hell is nothing of Perfection
It has Jealousy Grief and Guilt, lowest lows
And Dread befalls my strong erection
With Thorns of black where dark past flows
Thus is My Love, that fallen forlorn Dove,
Such a decietful Heaven, That throws me to the Seven....
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