Expectation's piercing arrows,
Raining down upon what's broken.
A meddler, with a childish view:
The bow of Cupid has spoken.

A smile

One touch

Just an affectionate wink

That is all I need to be alive again

Another shot of love in my marrow

Brings

Cupid’s Arrow Maker

Deep inside the forest where the grass grows very tall.

Cupid makes his arrows hidden well behind

If you have ever fallen prey
to Cupid's careless arrow,
you know such love can only bring
not happiness, but sorrow

I was hit

Whilst out walking through a moonlit forest,

Under glow of snow-covered trees,

Icicles dripping, like diamonds or crystal,