With tender whispers I disclosed my soul
From all others I made him my first love.
With eyes of love, a new world… Behold!
The spring of youth in screaming scents
And brilliant colors aggressively declared
That love like this would just once be.
My love was pure yet not returned
My bleeding heart… his infidelity
I never thought I would survive
The pain, the tears, my Ecstasy!
I lived, I loved, I cried…
But when at last the glass idol was gone
I thanked The Lord for a heart like mine.
Note: Re-post. This is a healed memory, somewhere back in time…
about my first husband who was abusive and unfaithful.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uHZr1aj1hr0
Marvellous A joy to Read TFS