Dissonant Minion of Love

So mischievous was Aphrodite's dissonant minion of love Instinct is discerning towards arrows released from above With a dishonest consideration to environmental influences He pulled back his bow Finger still wet from determining the wind's lingering effect On the emotions below Releasing piercing assailants from the invisibilities of love Instinct is discerning towards arrows released from above Some say he carried a torch to inflame a cold lover's heart After piercing it through Or did the dancing flame's movements depict the direction The winds of change blew Whether through wind on water or fire, he shot off for love Instinct is discerning towards arrows released from above Scantily clad and trembling in February's cold air does not Fruition in precision archery Mix in a thin skin that stings in a shaking submission and Cold hands shoot clumsily Arrow tip is dipped in a poisonous mix of desire and love Instinct is discerning towards arrows released from above His alabaster intentions flanked by the callous and careless Comprehension of a child With no elevation calibration and a credulously nascent mind Misapprehensions go wild Sporadic, plastic, acidic, nomadic, orgasmic is erotic love Instinct is discerning towards arrows released from above Grey faced with white feathers his descending arrows know No proper guidance With knowledge as a shield I voice my own decisions with a New found stridence Venus plays with love as does a cat letting an injured mouse Deliberately think it has made it safety to a hole in the house To be an ethical shot the hunter at best should only occasionally Succeed with his kill Leaving the hunted the opportunity to take a stab at love with Their own free will