Mere Mortal

Ah, Timothy dear friend
Did she steal your heart
Cut you with those razor eyes of beauty
Break you in two
You’re just a man, mere mortal
Never in this world could you tie her down
No jewels, no cars, no house
Just free to take your soul
But you’ve been lucky dear friend
Bittersweet it may feel
No flesh to console
Just a heavy heart
Ah, Timothy dear friend
The game of love is cruel
But would you change it
No
We all want to be on
If only for a time
That beautiful journey.

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Regina Elliott

Date: 6/4/2024 10:01:00 AM

Love sure can be cutting at times. And at other times blissful. Good penning, Paul. :)

Paul Bell
Date: 6/5/2024 2:41:00 AM

Definitely a whirlwind, but that's alright.

Paula Goldsmith

Date: 5/31/2024 10:31:00 AM

I enjoyed reading your write. Love the line "The game of love is cruel." It sure can be. Life is a journey with both good/bad in it then some love along the way... Have A Blessed Day/Weekend Writing Away..........

Paul Bell
Date: 6/1/2024 3:38:00 AM

Would we have it any other way.