Eros sends his pluméd dart

Golden tipped to pierce the heart

Demon laughter mirrored in

Naïve eyes of cherubim

And there is nothing left to say

But let the daydream drift away

It was but a flicker of a thought

Worth just the lessons that it taught

If only so that now I know

That cupid’s aim is a thoughtless throw

And now only my artless heart

Will fall victim to a leaden dart