EROS

Shhhh…
Speak softly 
For love is sleeping 
Under the starlit sky 
The lady moon 
Watches over 
As she gently 
Passes by 
Look at him snore 
Those tiny sounds 
Escaping 
His parted lips 
Tired 
From sweeping through 
Broken hearts 
With his cherished kiss 
I wonder 
What goes on 
In his charming head 
As he sleepily smiles 
Maybe 
He dreams of those 
Who succumbed 
To his arrows of wiles 

MS