Cupid Poems

Cupid’s Quantum Entanglement

 

Cupid’s adept at quantum entanglement 
his arrow has no shaft instead a crafty wave
two spinning end curves, not a singular head
as this emissary sends signal to maid and knave 
vibrations ripple with superposition stead

like bottle-nosed dolphin smoothly outdelivers
bashful receivers twist, twirl, dare not quiver
electric intention across time-space weave
this is no unruly Robin Hood fighting

When Cupids Arrow Aims For You

Seldom misses
Life then blisses

Cupid's Arrow

Tingly skies full of surprise, oh how I love when with surmise,
the little rascal aims his dart as if it were poetic art!
He will deliberately ambush you and your entire tush
with a gush loaded arrow he does romantically push
into hearts genuine states of goofy, gooeyed, loving mush.

No one on this earth can evade him, only

Senses ' Di-Vices

Hear, hear!
I can feel her heart drift

Who knows why she loves me
I hate the smell of Cupid’s grift

She puts her finger to my lips
I taste her brüt silence

Behind my eyes
Dionysus watches neon signs shift

Gotcha!

Tingly skies full of surprise oh how I love when with surmise,
the little rascal aims his dart as if it were, poetic art!

He conceals behind the blush of day,
nips in, then dashes back away
with grinning lips and silver bow,
he strikes before I even know.

A stranger smirk, I feel the spark—
my calm heart a blind bargain,
no

Gotcha!

Tingly skies full of surprise, oh how I love when with surmise,
The little rascal aims his dart, as if it were poetic art.
It hits it's mark on the brightest day or in the dark.
Cupid's aim is always good, he chooses his targets as he should.
He knew that I was meant for you from the start,

Gotcha!

Tingly skies full of surprise- oh how I love when with surmise,
the little rascal aims his dart as if it were, poetic art.

Like magic, when he pulls his bow,
two hearts then tether in love's glow.
His arrow binds them then as one
to spin beneath the lover's sun
as special feelings grow and flow.

This happened when I was

SONNET OF LIMERENCE

Obscured Cupid as a brimming stream
To drench when thou hath bathe

Transformed he as a adherence
And hath entwined ye abdomen

Disguised as maid in thy harem
To admire your ravishing beauty

Art thou giveth aroma to flowers?
For sure! when thou blush, feel I.

Chisels he, insanely thy name
On his love-shaft

Beneath the Sea, scribes he bewitching songs
That testaments his lunatic love

SONNET ON CUPID

Oh! illusion of all illusions
Art thou incarnated as Cupid?

Depicted ye with wings
And hath armed with love-shaft

Entwines ye many hearts of innocence
And warms thyself in their perdu passion

Thou drowns many hearts of sanctity love
Into your fathomless Lethe

And creates many insane encomiast
To eulogize thy illusion deeds

As Apollo transformed Clytie to sunflower
Thou endears innocent hearts bend towards you

Cadeceus,

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Poem written for GOTCHA Poetry Contest, Mystic Rose, sponsor, July 25, 2025
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"Tingly skies full of surprise oh how I love when with surmise, 
     the little rascal aims his dart as if it were, poetic art !"

With a flick of fate, the chubby cherub archer draws back his bowstring,
  

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"Tingly skies full of surprise oh how I love when with surmise, 
the little rascal aims his dart as if it were, poetic art!" 
When I am hit by this cute cupid's arrow,
I find myself writing about love and romance.
I will never fight it,
I must enjoy this feeling and write on.
When cupid's arrow aims for

Touch from cupid

Below the starry skies a beauty dance,
Love struck, I fall with every glance,
With eyes and a smile full of grace,
An eternity I long to spend in her embrace,

Miranda, a beauty in whose eyes I wander,
With all in heaven as your admirers,
In love’s sweet tides, this king descends ,
To weave with you a story that never

False Pretense

Why do we pretend to not long for the heart of another?

Why do we let people we want to let into our world, stay on the other side of the glass?
Why do we overthink the little notes that Cupid plays when we see them?
Why do we withhold the flowers we picked for them?
Why do we

Caesar’s Serenade

Cleopatra,

I investigate your eyes
through Nile mist that weaves,
jade butterflies that never fly
sable tresses hanging over leopards
bole skin on the border of Venusian dreamcatchers

Gilded diadems dance as burned suns
radiate from golden flakes of your crown
lightning demarcating the border between genius
—	and ambition
wars are fought easier than your heart is won;
Cupid grieves your connections

Great men fear being made

Cupid's Aim

Yes, Justice aspires to be blind,
But Cupid is not far behind.
His aim is so loose,
A moose and a goose
Once found that their stars were aligned.

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