Seraph of the Bow
Shooting hearts with your arrows,
But from their points I guard my coeur
Sans amour forever more.
In your victims you infuse
Affinities but I refuse
To fall upon your arrows' ends
Against your pricks I shall defend
So heed my words Venutian Child
This mortal heart you can't beguile
To feel emotion anchored by trust
For it desires only pure lust
So my request, yes firm, but just,
Shall always be a focused must.
Cupid's Rebuttal:
Mortal who rejects amour,
Your silly request I shall ignore.
On close inspection you will find,
my hand wavers, my eyes are blind.
I cannot see where arrows fall,
they land whither they are called.
For my arrows I don't guide,
where they land, I don't decide.
I deal in matters of the heart
But I am not where emotions start
If you don't wish to feel love true
I'm not the one you should speak to
Converse with your mind, talk with your coeur
If a loveless life you wish to endure.
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