Eros shot his golden arrow and I'd been hit Through his words the flame was lit There was no negotiating it Because bottling up your feelings isn't lit As if all the planets had aligned There was nothing left to be denied But fear is like a heavy chain How long can we allow it's reign to remain Freedom beckons with loves lingering light And with these feelings I take flight
When the person you write all your poems about asks you out but you don't have inspiration to write right now and have to resort to ****** rhyming