Cupid stares through his scope,
Targets the barren-hearted,
then fires, piercing their hearts
with the seed of love.
Whenever I see a space full of new lovers,
I wonder if Cupids been on a shooting spree,
because it feels like a target rich environment.
Cupid walks this world seeing everything through love-tinted glasses.
I envy them that, the world would be a better place if we all did.
Even Cupid’s misfires turn into Beautiful Accidents
that stretch into Epic Affairs of the Heart.
Keep in mind there are no misfires. -Cupid
On nights of the Full Moon, Cupid hardly needs to fire a shot,
the Romance of the Moon really does most of the work.
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