Cupid’s straight arrow

Cupid’s straight arrow,
Withdrawn from the quiver,
Strikes her unsuspecting heart;

Amorous nymphs conspire
With beauty’s maid,
Virgin passion hurling
Kisses on innocent lips;

Blushing naked cheeks
Reveal bewitching charms
Beneath coy looks;

Her tender soul wounded,
The arrow pierces soft flesh,
Consuming her flowering tongue,
Until elegant flames rise.

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