Winsome

Glowing, warm, an idol in sun
Feeling, when the future is numb
Intellect, composure, wisdom
Beauty unabated, winsome

Diamond in a world of gypsum
Proof of angels, proof there is one
Sunrise when the darkness is done
Painted perfect, wild, winsome

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About A. P. Christopher

I'm a cynic, a nihilist, and a pessimist. I'm a hermit filling the interior walls of my empty cavern with the words and pictures of a mind adrift in disparity. I also like lifting weights.
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