Dear Cupid,

Pull back your arrow,

And send my love

On the wings of a sparrow

To the heart of

My one true love.

Cupid, each day I sigh

Hoping to be

The apple of his eye.

Please, Cupid,

Could you try?

I understand your

Services are in high demand,

But a single arrow shot from you

Would cause his heart to expand.

If only my love could find

Room for me in his life,

I may soon be a wife.

Oh, Cupid, I beg of you

Desperate for some sort

Of breakthrough.

Your bow and arrow

Are all I need

To make his heart

Bleed for love of me.

See, Cupid,

Don’t you agree?

Sincerely,

Love Forlorn