Cupid and Psyche: Part 1
In Greece there lived a princess
so graceful and so fair
that to her glowing beauty
no other could compare.
The maiden's name was Psyche,
and it was known by all,
including jealous Venus
who plotted Psyche's fall.
For Venus was a goddess
and thought it was her right
to be the greatest beauty:
the world's fairest sight.
So Venus turned to Cupid,
her arrow-shooting son
who thought that causing people
to fall in love was fun.
If Cupid aimed his arrow
directly at your heart,
you'd fall in love no matter
how tough you were or smart.
"My son," exclaimed the goddess,
"please save me from my shame.
There is a mortal princess,
and Psyche is her name.
No woman is more lovely —
at least that's what they say.
And from your mother's beauty
they all have turned away.
I want your stealthy arrow
to make her choose a mate
as horrible and monstrous
as nature can create.
This punishment is worthy
of Psyche's wicked crime.
So fly to her, my Cupid,
and waste no precious time."
But Venus failed to reckon
that even her own son
by Psyche's lovely features
would easily be won.
When Cupid saw the maiden,
he shot his loving dart,
but this misguided arrow
went back and stung his heart.
And yet his second arrow
its target did not miss.
In love with Cupid, Psyche
gave him a burning kiss.
When Venus saw what happened,
she took her son away.
But Psyche followed closely,
and Venus heard her say:
"Please bring him back, oh goddess,
or I will cease to live.
And anything you fancy
for Cupid I will give."
"All right," responded Venus,
"three things of you I ask.
He's yours if you accomplish
precisely every task."
Cont'd in Cupid and Psyche: Part 2
Copyright © Vladimir Tumanov | Year Posted 2019
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