Dying In Heaven


I looked into your eyes

And fell into your arms

So sweetly dying

From all your charms


Slay me with your touch

Murder me with your eyes

Killed by a kiss

Because only angels fly


Crashing into clouds

Heaven is no bound

To the high we get

Now crashing to the ground


Waving at St. Peter

As we go by again

Are we making saints jealous?

Could this be sin?


Well if it is, it’s okay

I’d gladly burn in hell

For this taste of heaven

I’ve died in since I fell



Written on

December 8, 2008

Author's Notes/Comments: 

This was written to Seven.

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