Bitter Blow Of Love

Love! you dealt a bitter blow – You lay me cross the mortal plains, Bedewed, bedimmed amongst a show Of tearful clouds: eternal rains To weep at my enduring foe Of harsh reality – searing pains of Destiny: dependable propensity To fool myself repeatedly That I could ever triumph over love! Copyright Mark R Slaughter 2009 Love love love love love love love love love love Bitter blow Love love love love love love love love love love Bitter blow Love love love love love love love love love love Bitter blow Love love love love love love love love love love Bitter blow Love love love love love love love love love love Bitter blow Love love love love love love love love love love Bitter blow of love, oh love Love love love love love love love love love love Love love love love love love love love love love love love Love love love love love love love love love love love love love love Love love love love love love love love love love love love love love Love love love love love love love love love love love love love love Love love love love love love love love love love love love love love Love love love love love love love love love love love love love love Love love love love love love love love love love love love love love