Cupid

I guess we have history enough,
have been through a fair share
of raw emotion and bluff
about which so little do care.

That gives me authority not to lie;
you are not the same when you come alone,
but without you, oh my!
I'd be better off as a stone.

To say I do love your trick
and what you make me write
as you bless me like the meek
that don't mind dying for the right.

And the words you taught me to speak,
a new language to a wild beast,
a craft so antique
as the prayer sang by the priest.

30/12/2017