Illicit Love

By: Steven Mather

Cupid, horned in devil's delight;
shoots fiery arrows through the darkened night.
Truth, obscured by madness eyes,
urges heart fed compromise
provoking lies and alibis,
doomed to end in anguished cries.

Goblin archer, in gleeful dance,
fills hollow hearts with blind romance.
A frothy tuelle fills hopeless dreams,
with pastorales and idyll streams;
where love craves hope but discovers pain.
'Til all is lost and naught remains.