O Psyche, seduce Cupid to be mine;
Capture him by your mesmerizing charm,
Enshrine him by my love I can't define
And engulf him with this feeling so warm.
My dear, bring this heart as an offering
To my Cupid whom I've loved in silence,
Tell him about the days I've been dreaming
That we're meant to be in this existence.
Let him feel the way I feel towards him
And prove to him I deserve to be his.
This love shines so bright that no one can dim,
even the shadow of death cannot kiss.
But will Cupid ever love me through you—
after saying that I'm a Cupid too?
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Blued Lines
PuisiTo those whose heart has been ripped apart, you're not alone in the boat. If you think that poets write wonderful lines and echoing endings, then you got it wrong because we also get broken and as you read each poem, the sadder and painful it become...
