Is it possible for one's eyes to bind angels and unleash demons?

When in his heart it screams raw authenticity, 

while his mind feels like an ocean of words and wisdom,

and his skin wears the perfect scars, 

igniting desires for life and freedom.

He makes me want to remain pure, 

yet I am very bold, and unkempt,

speaking and wearing my emotions thick and heavy

Does he like that?

Or would he like it best when I hold back and bite my tongue?

My mind is a bed of wildflowers, 

but I love how his appears like a garden of roses.

When he speaks, it is as sweet as honey,

and I continue wanting to indulge myself in his gentle words 

because I have been craving for this

I yearned for this sweetest warmth.

Maybe it is not just his heart that I am into, because

whenever he speaks his mind, that is where I get lost in first. 

Is that normal?

My Seraphim,

Could you be that fallen angel who found his way in my heart,

Making it your sanctuary

And planting roses along the way?

But are you planning to leave?

If you do, would you leave them to die?

Or would you preserve them for me?

Why do you have to hold onto my heart very gently 

in your calloused hands?

Why are you so gentle to me?

It does not hurt, but I feel fragile

As if I might break if you let go. 

So I keep on praying and wishing that you will not ever let go,

Although it only sounds perfect as my dream.

Villains do not usually get what they want,

So that is why they possess them, right?

But is that okay?