It came when we weren't looking
When no one thought to stay on guard
It dealt us it's deadly blow
And DAMN we hit the floor hard
This doing of Aphrodite (Venus) and her son
Greek or Roman? Eros or Cupid?
No time to argue over which name is the correct one
No! That'll be plain stupid
What we must do is focus on these feelings
and decide what to do with them
must we pretend that they do not exist
or make plans to go through with them
For those arrows have left me a hole
and a poison just in case
but I feel you are the antidote
and mine will your heart replace.
I wrote this poem in French class ... So I guess the whole French / Romantic thing may Have some weight to it. I seem to do my most romantic thinking there.