Cupid's Arrow

 

Cupid’s arrow

 

When fletched by cupid’s arrow of love

a fiery flame lasting and strong

springs from our heart and soul

then in an instant we think we have it all,

in a dream where everything is so colorful

we cry and laugh and act like fools,

but at the end, the unfortunate ones weep

like a child just born from her mother’s womb,

and the thorn heart hurts more than a bleeding wound

Will the windows of the soul cease to drop tears of echoing woe?

At that we wish our waterish eyes withered

Like a droughty river that the morning star has shriveled.

Reviews

[*~Imperfectly Me~*]

Wow... this is a really good write! I think that it shows how love can affect us..."and the thorn heart hurts more than a bleeding wound" Great!! I like it!! :D