Tartarus
Sometimes I think
That you’ll end up in Elysium,
Right beside me.
Forever entwined with ribbons.
And
sometimes I realize
That you’ll
end up in Punishment,
Right
beside me.
Forever
wrapped in nettles.
Do you want to be with me?
For eternity,
Our souls casting glances longingly?
Across the Acheron?
Or would
you rather forget,
About our
mortality?
Would you
want to go
And cross
the Lethe?
God, I think I love you,
You horrible man,
I think I’d commit atrocities,
To be cast in hell with you again.
Oh, I think
I hate you,
You
wonderful man,
I think I’d
reform my criminal acts,
To be
tossed into the skies again.
Would you do the same for me?
Would you change your morality,
Just for my sake?
What are your limits?
Let us
become monsters,
Creatures
of wicked Nyx,
And
terrorize all those
We once
fraternized with.
Would you still make love to me,
With Tartarus watching?
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