Dissonant Minion of Love
So mischievous was Aphrodite's dissonant minion of love
Instinct is discerning towards arrows released from above
With a dishonest consideration to environmental influences
He pulled back his bow
Finger still wet from determining the wind's lingering effect
On the emotions below
Releasing piercing assailants from the invisibilities of love
Instinct is discerning towards arrows released from above
Some say he carried a torch to inflame a cold lover's heart
After piercing it through
Or did the dancing flame's movements depict the direction
The winds of change blew
Whether through wind on water or fire, he shot off for love
Instinct is discerning towards arrows released from above
Scantily clad and trembling in February's cold air does not
Fruition in precision archery
Mix in a thin skin that stings in a shaking submission and
Cold hands shoot clumsily
Arrow tip is dipped in a poisonous mix of desire and love
Instinct is discerning towards arrows released from above
His alabaster intentions flanked by the callous and careless
Comprehension of a child
With no elevation calibration and a credulously nascent mind
Misapprehensions go wild
Sporadic, plastic, acidic, nomadic, orgasmic is erotic love
Instinct is discerning towards arrows released from above
Grey faced with white feathers his descending arrows know
No proper guidance
With knowledge as a shield I voice my own decisions with a
New found stridence
Venus plays with love as does a cat letting an injured mouse
Deliberately think it has made it safety to a hole in the house
To be an ethical shot the hunter at best should only occasionally
Succeed with his kill
Leaving the hunted the opportunity to take a stab at love with
Their own free will
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