Dear Human,
I must tell you
there are not enough arrows
for those looking for Eros
and more than enough
that missed their mark
discarded by
one or the other, or both
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I must ration my arrows,
look for the best mark
a certifiable bullseye
for a gardener who tends to love
with hope, patience, faith
strong enough to withstand
sorrow and grief
in a landscape of tomorrow’s
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If I could convince you to
love and nurture yourself
pick up a discarded shaft
smooth the bend,
straighten the crack
and try once more
I would have plenty of arrows
to set in motion.
Love, Cupid
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Have a lovely Valentine’s Day weekend with family, friends, or loved ones.
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