Eros' Arrow

When Eros shoots the heart of one The piercing point of Beauty’s son Borne of love and lust and loss To pine for one’s a lover’s cost. Eros with his quiver filled Leaves a trail of hearts he’s killed For the one that can resist the bliss Is one that Eros’ arrow missed. One cannot avoid their fate Eros is most tempting bait When you’ve been blessed with heartache’s kiss It sends you down toward raw abyss. Power drives to seize and pay But love desires to waste away For Eros shoots not more than one The villain strikes and knows he’s won. Eros built of marbled stone Sat atop a church or home Our pray to him to hear our call That Eros’ arrows find us all.