Struck by Cupid's Arrow
He stood before me
a beacon casting light
that kept me burning.
How we wished to be
in perfect harmony
in body and spirit,
transcending all bounds.
As he gazed on my face,
I saw waves of emotion
rise and crash
in his deep almond eyes,
and I became a river
hurtling down to join
the mighty current.
When he whispered to me,
honeyed words of passion
in the enormity of silence,
I blossomed
into
a red tulip
of love.
As he played on the strings
of my heart's violin,
I got tuned
into an alluring
symphony.
When he held my palms,
I evolved into
a beautiful painting
on a blank canvas.
When he cupped my face
to stamp on my lips
the seal of love,
I became
a flitting
butterfly.
When he lifted me up
in his arms,
all the stars came down
to see the spark in my eyes
wondering if it outdid
their combined luster
I continued looking deep into his eyes
and he into mine,
our souls mingling and melding
in a sensuous indulgence!
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