A thousand poems he’s written
Just to pledge his love undying
Sadly, she’s still distant and uncaring
And his verses are unread and forgotten
First time he saw her, he’s been bitten
By a love bug, aye! there’s no denying!
Ever hopeful, he’ll likely keep on writing
For maybe her heart somehow will soften!
Alas, the faint of heart ne’er will be
A fair match for the goddess Aphrodite!
© F Aparici 09/28/2017