Cupid

Blind child
Floats so mild

His
bow and arrow
Are so wild
and
Cruel
So cruel
To stitch
Two strange hearts
to get familiar

Blind he
Not me
So I can ‘see’ that
I’m not her perfect match

Now don’t give a damn
To defend yourself

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Learning to write, writing to learn.. When all is done, will unlearn things to get myself amused.. View all posts by SANKAR O

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