Nocturnal presence

She is only a nocturnal presence 

That comes to paint my face with

Smiles and tears. 

On the morrow, 

I wake up and she will be gone

With everything I see as life and sadness. 

Respite, 

Her perfume always lingers on 

Like that of a Harmattan-time ghost 

Set on flames. 

Her heart is fire 

And my soul is flames

And we love each other with a love

That can set heaven on fire 

And hell on the path to non-existence. 

Our love is so strong

That the angels are always mute 

For all the songs in their heart

Cannot describe this kind of love. 

The demons are always in envy

For they can't believe God ever created

Such a love and hid it from them

For all these forever light years. 

A conspiracy theory passed my room

And told me 

The angels and demons had plotted

To kill our love. 

But there is no need to be afraid

Because when fire, gasoline and water

Are in love 

No man dead or alive 

No principality weak or strong

Can stop this thing the Bible

Calls as love.