Cupid

[Mavrick]

This poem is more about love than cupid, and it asks a few questions about life too.

Cupid
Demon child or Cherub?
Is your aim true:
Do you aim for love,
Or do you aim for lust?
Do you find glee in breaking hearts?
Are your arrows gold for love?
Or are they pitchforks of pyrite for lust?
Is your true nature,
A game of mortal feelings,
For an immortals delight?
Or is your aim true?
Demon child or Cherub?