Poem - Cupid got Mad.
By Ross Mabey.
What did you do to me,
Girl, I've got it bad.
I was playing the field.
When old Cupid got mad.
He fired his love arrow,
Straight into my heart.
I'm thinking of wedding rings,
And hoping, we will not part.
I just can't believe,
What is going on.
The Sun and Moon,
Are both singing your song.
When I go to sleep at night,
I dream of that day,
When we finally unite,
In the miracle of love's pure delight.
Copyright 2008. Ross Mabey.
When love hits you, it changes your life in such a way that you can't explain. Beautiful poem. Please kindly check my poems HOPE and THE BEAUTY OF DEATH and leave your comments and ratings 0
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I would like to translate this poem
to MyPoemList & i plan to share with others. But be careful when you choose a mate, 'cause, with one, not all is always great! i speak from experience! ! ! BUT, nothing ventured, nothing gained (some say) . bri :)