How tenderly, how tenderly
the arrow cleaves the heart.
I fall into the pit of love
and play a thankless part.
For Cupid’s arrow’s savage barb
can only go one way.
To pull it tears the heart apart
and turns it to decay.
“O pierce me not, black arrow!
Not tomorrow, nor today.
I’ll use my shield to knock aside
what arrows come my way.
And with a lethal dagger thrown
and knifing through the air,
I’ll cut your wings, cursed cherubim,
to see if you fight fair.
So go your way, and fly above me,
staying sight unseen.
I look no more for one to love me,
staying as I’ve been.”
And in the gathering darkness
winged Cupid takes his leave.
And as the raindrops dry my tears,
it’s at love’s grave I’ll grieve.
*Dark Cupid by hipolilo*
Beyond Panic 