Monday, October 4, 2010

Arrows

See, how strong love overwhelms us
See, how it wounds and destroys
And yet when Aphrodite wants to soothe me, nothing soothes as love does
So, my love, shoot me gently
Barely break my skin with your terrible arrows
-Unknown
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