tragic love (inspired by jerrine)

Whoever said demons were without beauty?
A he angel of hell, carved beyond perfection.
Eyes that twinkle the songs of Hades yet so lovely
Kisses so sweet they put you to death
Strength that protects from all good

But she did not see, blinded by his evil love
Thought she walked under pearly gates
Crowned with jewels so majestic
Yet he took her to the pits of fire,
Clothed with the bones of the dead

Their love was like fire and ice
She, the definition of perfection
And he the father of destruction
A giver of life and a taker of souls
Tragic love it was.