The Product of Eros

Eros the god of lust, beauty, intercourse, but most importantly love.

"Can't you just leave me alone!" I exclaimed, biting my lip in order to resist the urge to cry. "You've broke my heart once and I refuse to let you do it again." I sneer at him attempting to walk past him only to be grabbed by the elbow as he pulled me flush against his body. My hands pressed against his chest in shock, as I looked up into his soulless black eyes filled with some unreadable, but passionate emotion. He said slowly but with reverence in every word. "I am insatiable for your love. There are urges in my body, that are full of you. Cravings that possess every letter of your name, and such desires seem to have no end."