Valentines Wishes
Oh, Cupid,
Winged son of Venus,
You,
God of immortal love,
Listen to my plea:
I beg you
Your sharpest arrows for me
To prepare
For
Your unparallel archery
On my
Aching for her love heart to practice.
Be
As accurate as never before,
I Implore you,
Oh, divine master of our hearts,
Because
I would certainly die at once,
If
Your target, you happen to
Miss!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
02 February 2021
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