Love

"I stare at my right arm. It bares your name. What a beautiful piece of art. It's my favorite tattoo. Tomorrow is Christmas' Eve. Merry Christmas, Love. That is your heavenly name, Love. That's what they called you in Heaven. You don't remember, you can't. I know because of my dreams. You were the most astonishingly beautiful angel that would dwell in the Garden.

When the dispute occurred, you stayed true to God. Satan was cast out along with his jinns. Humans were undecided. I was human and I remember you. I had seen you laying by the river east of Eden. The light you gave was spectacular. I sinned that day.

I saw you in all your splendor enter the water. I watched you bathe. I continued to watch as you ascended from the water, your light enough to blind humans, but I couldn't look away. You don't remember? It was forbidden for Angels and flesh to become one, but I had made my sinful mind up. I had to have you.

That day I saw your light. Love's light shone on my flesh with all its glory, your light. I know you can't remember. It's ok. I approached you that day, but your light burned too bright. You tried to warn me, but still I approached. I fell into a sleep and when I awoke you had taken me into your light. We danced that day and I realized why God called you Love. Then, after you had sat me back by the water, you were gone.

I ran through the Garden searching for you. Then the ground shook with God's wrath against Satan. The dispute began.

Every human was put in a deep sleep. We were reborn here on Earth and given the test to seek God or Satan. Human souls were with a jinn, one of Satan's Angels that chose him the day of the dispute. That's why I battle with Good and Evil. My whole life I have been seeking your light... Love's light.

That's your real name, you don't remember? I have found you here on Earth. Here, I am able to be one with you. Please take me into your light again. Keep me warm, Love.

Dedicated to the Angel called Love.
She is the light."