Cupid Epiphany
She longed for the touch - of a caring man
who understood her poetry - be her biggest fan
She waited several decades and many star lit nights
just to feel his hands - in afternoon delights
She yearned for a man - but never did he come
Cupid shot his arrow and only nicked his thumb
She once believed in Love and hoped with all her heart
for a caring honest man - but cupid forgot this part
She spent many nights and days and weeks alone
cursing stupid cupid - for leaving her on her own
She thought about the moral – that this poem brings
an epiphany arose – Cupid lost his wings.
Copyright © Pivotal Poetry | Year Posted 2023
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