Cupid Wears A Mask <br /> <br />Angelic cherub <br />with face so devin. <br />Plump dimpled cheeks, <br />flushed roses and wine <br /> <br />Smooth satin locks <br />gold, flaxen curls. <br />lusterous wings <br />favoring mother of pearl <br /> <br />You float through our lives <br />piercing with darts <br />desolate sadness <br />percieved in our hearts. <br /> <br />You fill us with warmth, <br />with love, and with joy, <br />but sometimes I wonder <br />If we're only your toy. <br /> <br />It seems that's a mask <br />you wear o'er your face. <br />Are there horns under there? <br />Is your facade a disgrace? <br /> <br />For the love you bestow, <br />does soon fade away. <br />do you do this on purpose, <br />is this a game that you play? <br /> <br />In love and then out. <br />You stab at our hearts <br />you mess up our lives <br />with your mischevious art. <br /> <br />You malicious little Imp <br />Have you nothing better to do? <br />Can't you for once, <br />aim straight and aim true? <br /> <br />©2008 Dawn Slanker<br /><br />Dawn Slanker<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/cupid-wears-a-mask/
