Eros

a prayer to the god of love

Beautiful Eros, ever-young, ever-fair,

your eyes, so dark, so ancient, pierce the soul

as your golden darts pierce the heart. Light-hearted god,

teacher of harsh lessons, giver of precious gifts,

through you do we find our best selves, through you do we show

our worst faces; if ever we are good and decent,

if ever we are greedy and cruel, it will be

for the sake of love and desire. In your realm,

sharp-shafted Eros, do we show ourselves true.

Before you, O Eros, we are all weak, and all strong.

Reviews

[Brandon S. Whitten]

Beautifully written and excellent read.