Cupid takes aim
Strikes in stride
And fires into the dark
Blindly hitting his mark.
His feathers falling
Onto chocolate hearts.
Up all night
By candle light,
The poetic part.
Sing along
To all the love songs
Written in a bleeding heart.
I've read this 3 times. I liked it the first time, had some lines strike me the 2nd time and this time it has just grown on me.
It's short, that's why it took me a couple of times before commenting, but it works short.
There's a nice contrast between the whole "Cupid the little love spreader" and the reality of the whole vd spreader...
Your last three lines were really excellent. It wraps up the write and sums it up well.