Cupid
Cupid-- quick, naked,
and winged,
Seeking thrones
where nought have kinged.
His arrow pulled from a
shivering quiver,
his aim on the mark
for a quivering shiver.
and winged,
Seeking thrones
where nought have kinged.
His arrow pulled from a
shivering quiver,
his aim on the mark
for a quivering shiver.
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Oh what a romantic spirit you are.... and how I love you...
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