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.