I don't remember knowing love
Since my childhood passed.
Somewhere in the battle of survival
It must not have been born.

If it was on today's specials
In the supermarket of life,
I sure must have lost
The directions to that super market.

If it was doled out like souvenir
At the Annual Charity Ball,
It must be the day, ticket got lost
Must be in my laundry bag.

I was absent at every auction of love;
Busy learning the ' fractions ' of life.
In the Algebra class of
My graduate degree School.

Why weep over life gone without love?
Ephemeral by nature, it says good byes,
Before even one's heart could capture.
Eros didn't show up and life hadn't been too bad.