a brilliant love has blinded me
released me from this human form
in which I live each day
a terrible love has thrilled me
I cowered in its shadow coveting its arms
for my weakness-sake
a cruel love has left me wretched in disgrace
for wanting more than this world can give up
without struggle
About the Creator
Christopher Francis
I began writing as a child, continued as an adult and worked briefly as a professional. Literature and music were and are my passions. Then life got in the way. Now, at 66 they have returned and I am giving them my full attention. Ta da.
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