Cupid Pulls Back the Bow
I cannot forget- my love, the first time I saw you, and
cupid pulled his bow as you held my hand,
my heart was pulsating and butterflies twirling flew,
and I loved you . . .
Your voice, your face,
those strands of hair that fell out of place,
your words, your laugh,
your height, tall as a giraffe!
Even our silences are beautiful and charming!
This love leaves me breathless and wanting, so darling
today, tomorrow, forever will you be my Valentine,
and ever, ever will this love twine . . . .
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January 4, 2017
Poetry/Rhyme/Cupid Pulls Back The Bow
Copyright Protected, ID 17-863-241-0
All Rights Reserved. Written under Pseudonym.
For the contest, Cupid, Pulls Back The Bow!
sponsor, Mystic Rose
Second Place
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