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Cupid and Fate

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“Cupid be gone!” said she…
“I’ve had enough of your folly
and wish not to be pierced by your arrow”

“Cupid please keep your distance” said he…
“pierce not this heart
that grieves for a lover gone”

days passed and neither knew
nor saw their paths converging,
for cupid and fate could not be discouraged…
letting them be…for a while only teasing them…
a missed bus ride…a missed train…
paths on opposite sides…
benches on opposite ends…until…
the perfect moment…both completely unprepared…
a brush of their fingers…
the scent of her hair appealing to him…
their eyes meet…a blush on her cheeks…
his awkward silence…a smile…a twinkle in her eye…
then fate happened…and cupid
retreated with a smile…satisfied…a job well done…

photo: Léon Bazille Perrault’s “Cupid’s Arrows”

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One thought on “Cupid and Fate

  1. oh.. i LOVE this poem! and also that’s exactly how cupid works his magic. i sent it to google+ and twitter :-)

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