CUPID'S STING

Why should the sight of you
make me weak and tremble all over?
I know I am far from your thoughts..yet,
I weave mine around you.

It would seem I have been wounded
by our friendly cupid with his arrow and bow
his arrow has left me helpless
with feelings I can't control.

There is nothing I can do but wait
for these emotions to lose their sting.
Then I can go on ,be strong once again!
For I said no man would take my heart
and play it just for fun..
You,my dear,you play it now
when the song has not begun.

For a song must have the music
with lyrics from the heart.
And a song must have a beginning,       
but we end before we start.

mef                         ( written late 1970's )

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