A Mystery Within A Mystery
My sweet lady is a mystery within a mystery
a glowing light of joy and the darkest hour
of horror.
She is the sweetest angel of glory and the
evilest demon of Hell a triumphant delight
and the worst travesty of life.
She is the lover of my soul and the hater
of of my heart a conundrum of controversy and
a mystic traveler on the winding road of life.
Yet through the light of day and the darkest night
she is my all in all no matter the cost.
Donavon Scott Vinson
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