I Want to Share My Poetry
A Fragment
Swiftly Cupid flies, under trusted wings
He finds his targets quickly, amongst the varied things
With darts tip't in nectar, he always hits the mark
Casting light upon the shadows, throwing flame against the dark
Swiftly Cupid flies, under trusted wings
He finds his targets quickly, amongst the varied things
With darts tip't in nectar, he always hits the mark
Casting light upon the shadows, throwing flame against the dark