Cupid promises!

Where is that little imp Cupid hiding these days anyway

I have been searching high and low for the little rascal

My heart being sorely in need of a piercing love-struck arrow

For a rekindling of the dying embers of the heart's flames

I sent out into life an urgent missive in a wish

To enlist his arrows so straight and hopefully true

Aimed at my empty heart, which a boost could surely use

I do so wish he would put some clothes on though

It is rather disconcerting and eye averting

This ever gazing upon his utter nakedness

Which distracts from the urgent matter at hand

My heart, I think, may well benefit from a few

Rejuvenating and well aimed, passion-filled arrows

Every so often, I have the need for a

Renewal of those long forgotten feelings

Of childish innocent yearning and utter joy

Of seeing the world through eyes of new, or renewed love

Ushering in new hopes, new dreams, and promises

Of friendship, of life, of always being there for each other

No matter comes what may!