Cupid and Psyche

A girl more enchanting than the most beautiful Goddess With her long shining hair falling over her white dress Was sitting on the cold stairs of her marble stone palace With a tear running down her fair ivory face Weeping for a love she once held so secure In her heart made of a thread so firm and pure Before trust was deceived by envious means Separating her from the man of her dreams He who never in a lifetime had wanted to leave her Was now walking alone on a bridge and the river Below reflecting the dim light of the moon and the stars Couldn't make him forget the pain and the scars Still he didn't want to leave her alone Since in his heart he knew that she was his home During her hard time of trial and distress He stood by her side, trying to find a way out of this mess With logic and luck she accomplished her tasks Overcoming the shadows vain Venus had cast A box of beauty, of no use to her, but carelessly opened Could have sealed Psyche's fate, she fell to the ground But Cupid was right there and kissed her awake Because for true love it's never too late Psyche looked into his eyes and she knew They'd be bound forever by the words 'I love you'