The cavern was huge and brimmed with echoes
and painted with shadows by unseen flickering flames.

"AH! Sir, you've arrived"
(He put his hand over my head to shield
it from the jagged rock edges that
constituted an opening into the cavern)
"Welcome to 'Love' "- he pointed to a little sign on a chain
"Im Cupid"
(Cupid is not a small chrub after all, believe me!)
"I'll be your host tonight and for the forseable future"
(He sniggered a coda - 'well yours anyway...')
"I'll show you your table, where you'll find your beloved already seated."

She got up as we approached and offered me her dainty digits
(Cupid whispered to me)
It was Madison Johnson whom I'd met a the wake I'd just come from
"Isn't she just the most beautiful thing you ever saw
- and she thinks you're the bees knees. ....enjoy"

(he left us, I think, I can't recall; too busy looking into HER eyes)

"So... that Cupid guy....huh?" I stammered as I began to swim in her gaze



"AH! Sir, you've arrived."
(I saw him switch the sign, Cupid, turned it deftly as some new guy arrived)

(He shielded the head of old Mr Bruce at whose wake I had been an hour ago)
"Welcome to 'Hell' !!"

"I'm Old Nick/Bellezebub/Betelgeuse, yadda, yadda, whatevs.
- Now, get. *******. in. there!"
('Cupid' kicked poor Mr Bruce with his ... hoof,
the leathery point of .."his tail" shimmered in the flames).