Oh sweet Cupid,
with wings so light,  
he found me alone,
lost in thought's plight.  
My musings were clear,
and in playful sway,  
He aimed with a grin,
then took aim to play.  

That arrow flew swift,
its aim was true,  
and with a single, strike,
my heart he pierced through.  
He stole my breath gently,
in love's sweet embrace,  
In that moment, I fell,
lost to passion's grace.

Now my heart sings,
it beats a new tune
and...
       I have
             fallen
                 head
                        over
                              heals
                                    In love
                                            with
                                                   you.❤

Lizzie Bevis