Cupid’s Love 

 In one sweeping breathe, she fell, into the sweet lap of lover’s arms, kissed by Cupid’s charms, watercolours painted, stunned across the sky, maroons and crimson tide, on the river Cupid draws his bow and arrow. Fleeting love is struck. 

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