Cupid

by Mike Wilburn   Apr 10, 2008


A playful Angel born from a silver egg
The god of love, erotic perhaps of which I beg
Fickle nymph may your aim be true
Sound your horn, its love I pursue

Gold headed arrows do love inspire
A diaper worn proudly, you I admire
Lead headed arrows motivate hate
Joy's the answer not an unwanted trait

Perverse little Cherub I cannot avoid
Blindfolded by love I become annoyed
Your helmet is cute its war you say
The next person I meet? What if they're gay?

Venus your mother beauty to behold
The original MILF or so I'm told
Desire's your game can I compete?
Valentines Day or not oh what a treat

Kama or Eros I get so confused
My loins are on fire you must be amused
Psyche your wife the legend does say
A hell of a mortal and oh what a lay!!!

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  • 17 years ago

    by Tina Carr AKA Snickers

    This is great! It was very well written and original! Keep it up, you're very talented. :)
    5/5

    Love
    Tina

  • 17 years ago

    by Frank the Great

    I love this poem. it was really funny but sweet

  • 17 years ago

    by Xx Grieving from the inside outxX

    I loved it. and i enjoyed it very very much. keep up the great work:)

  • 17 years ago

    by J u l e s

    Its a great poem sorta made me laugh though,

    lol love this stanza in a weird way

    Perverse little Cherub I cannot avoid
    Blindfolded by love I become annoyed
    Your helmet is cute its war you say
    The next person I meet? What if they're gay?

  • 17 years ago

    by Indian Comma Bean

    Haha enjoyed every bit of it mike, the flow was marvelous and the rhyming was natural, thanks for the comment, and keep writing.

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