Still Eros’ love exists
In Heaven and Hell
Calmness fills the room instead of waylay
Concentration fills the eyes instead of fear
The night the archangel visits
Sojourn at night
With flashy eyes and wings
Long and grimy nails pointed
Half-naked with uneven skin
Slender and short
On the roof she lands
To the back wall she disappears
The famous priest! The night archangel!
They are in love, darkness and night engage
Magical light lights in and out
Contemplated as the hell’s highness
The appalling history redoing itself
The relationship that’s unbreakable
Dismay to the society
The night the archangel visits