Angel’s Poison

My angel, my ‘savior’.

Your beautiful wings,

Made of blood-covered daggers.

Your burning halo,

Made of iron nails and thorns.

Your piercing eyes,

Made of shadow and ash.

Your strong hands,

Made of stone and rock.

The angel’s poison that lies upon your lips,

Relieves me and kills me at the same time.

When the poison reaches my heart,

I’ll meet you in both Heaven and Hell.

I know because that is where you’ve taken me.

A/N: I really don't know what to sayabout this piece. I believe it can be improved, but I'm not sure how. Enjoy! :)