The moment I met her she robbed me of sense

I thought that I loved her but she was a flirt

Who talked a good game that was all a pretence

Served up the hors d’oeuvres but avoided dessert

 

So curvy and carefree, she brightened each day

Her joy evanescent like scent on the breeze

But all my illusions were soon washed away

As her words like a knife cut me off at the knees

 

The pledges of lovers are fleeting and brief

Like waves on the sand or like smoke on the wind

Aphrodite’s a fraud and Cupid’s a thief

And ephemeral promises quick to rescind