From the place, love was loosed at birth.
It came to live in hearts, upon this earth.
But nature has, and attributed so strong.
That nothing cupid does can hold it long.

For destiny will scorn a guiltless life.
With fairy tailed perceptions, wrong or right?
Cupid’ strength, although is great in power.
When nature comes, will hide inside its tower.

Predictable nature’ flesh will one day bite.
For time is on the side, where strong resides.
When nature rears its head, love can lose its grace
Cupid’ arrow then can fall, as if it never was in place,
Now love can last, but respect for love a must.
Nature’ greatest weapon used, an issue we call trust.

For the enemy of love, it’s a warning,
Don’t dare to unleash the power of love,
Else what would happen? Apollo may know
Either it will crush you, or grind you,

With the mace.