Cupid The LiarA Poem by David P. EckertA bit of a rhyme, but need to put love in its place
Cupid The Liar Cupid’s not an honest guest whose credit’s good to pay the bill. In fact too often he’s a pest who burns my thoughts and leaves me ill. It’s not that love’s a fragrant boor a trifle short on people skills. It’s just those lies that fire his core and leave me weak-kneed to his will No doubt I love a pretty face and curvy shapes sure draw my eyes, but love’s boom-boom will lose its pace as hearts haul back with jaundiced sighs. I’d love to love with glad abandon, a happy cricket with my song, but in the end love’s eyes are random, my chosen loves all lies or wrong © 2008 David P. EckertFeatured Review
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7 Reviews Added on February 15, 2008 AuthorDavid P. EckertRoslyn Heights, NYAboutPsychologist, Writer, Painter, Father of 2, Grandpa of 2 cute, smart and beautiful little girls, Husband, Keeper of Dogs, Fish and Fruit Trees and generally Busy Guy. more..Writing
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