Cupid and Matchmaker

"You smell tantalizing.

Your fragrance is waves of light, misty pink,

english red and silky magenta."

"Yes, precisely. And, as you know,

I do not use perfume, but this scent is produced

whenever I’m in the process of arranging trysts

between newly sprouted hearts.

That's because I'm so fascinated by it."

"Your eyes and cheeks rays in D major,

and when you conjure with your matchmaking,

I sense a taste like a mixture of nectar, rosehip jam,

heather honey and summer."

"I feel at the same time a lot of subtle bells

chime and flash of joyous delight.

I’m so in love with my work that it gets

my full attention. And I see everything in that light."

"I understand what you mean.

When one of my arrows has hit a heart,

and I notice the change in the person's eyes,

the fine flushed cheeks and the poetic movements,

I also feel I have come in my niche.

Take my hand. Then we will dance in the snow

until it melts and is replaced with a floral blanket.”