Blinding Love

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You were a whisper on the breeze.

You came in soft and wrapped me up.

You held me tight, so calm, so safe.

“Trust in me child, I’ll make you warm.”

 

My savior’d come, my knight was here.

And hope shone through in darkened caverns.

My heart so full, I didn’t know

That I looked on with blinding love.

 

So bright I could see nothing else!

The glow would pulse and beat and ache

Dark turned to light, black turned to white.

A white tormenting and cutting deeper.

 

Now whisper gone and warmth removed.

I am so cold, so very cold.

Hiding my eyes, though love still shrieks,

Demanding to be known again.

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