cupid's quiver empty

Cupid’s Quiver Empty

The memory
of her
smile that
stole your
& then
broke it,
her lips
that whispered
Biblical lies.

Now there’s
just a
bright light
in the
night sky
a million
from its
of dreams.

Cupid’s quiver
is empty
& his
bow unstrung.

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