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.