Cupid’s Loss

‘I think that I am just about done with those two,’ Cupid blew the dark curls from her eyes. ‘I shot them centuries ago with the most powerful love potion ever created. They love one another deeply.’

‘Maybe the arrow was defective? Or the potion itself?’ I suggested, pouring her a cup of thick black coffee.

‘My arrows are never defective.’ she glared at the couple again. ‘They are just two of the most stubborn individuals on the face of this whole planet.’

‘How many more times before you accept defeat?’

‘Never. They are my parents, that is how I know they love each other deeply.’


Author: Jay-lyn Doerksen

I am a single hard working mom in her 40's. I have always written poetry and I love words. I live with depression and its ups downs. This is a space where I can create and write all that I need to.

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