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Arrow Of Love
My name is Cupid
my arrow's in flight,
my missle of love
hits two people tonight.
My weapon returns
with two special names,
I know they will not
again, be the same.
When I see them smile
oh,my, what a sight,
to see them sparkle
with lover's delight.
For they are flying
everly so high,
their hearts are reaching
way up to the sky.
They will soar as one
forever and a day,
because it's true love
love is sure to stay.
My mission is done
so onward I go,
to find two more hearts
and let my shaft flow.
Lorraine Nisbet
Words have the power to both destroy and heal. When words are both true and kind they can change our world.
Buddha
American women say they'd rather receive chocolate than flowers on Valentine's Day.
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