CUPID

Fear not,
the lover in you is still alive,
even if eyes have not fallen
upon you, the bow still taut,
arrow at the ready,

thoughts in soft velvet,
hands of a warm embrace,
life still shining upon you,

a freedom of knowing
what can be, and good
hope into the 'morrow,

hearts made,
are fragile things,
still, heavy they may weigh
but know when it comes,
love may strike from behind you.