That devil of a man

Many were wiser and many tried to advise her,  and many tried to save the heart and soul of the child who had fallen for the wild, wild and wicked devil of a man
Many were wiser and many tried to make her see, and many tried to make her understand how he'd crush her dreams in his talon hands, that wild and wicked devil of a man.
And they knew he'd have his wicked way and that it was her who'd have to pay, and he had his way and what a price, the gift of another life.
And that devils love was more than love, a love the angels were dreaming of, and that devils heart was more than true, more than things they could say or do.
And that devil dreamed his dreams of her, and lived and breathed and dreamed for her, and of those wise men, maybe not as wise as cold and bitter as their lies.




ABOUT THE POET ~
My name is Isambard Manford McConnell, the details of my life are quite inconsequential.


Last updated August 11, 2015