Beyond Cupid

Photo by Marija Zaric on Unsplash____________________________The neighborhood sleeps robustly…charmingly. ✽ I sit quietlyutterly breathlessly. listening sadly to the inveterate, rasping wheezeand pensively perceivingthe impelling, piercing eagerness of my dismal, labored breath. Constrained to stay put, there is little I can dobut to repeatedly browse througha raft of 'get-well' messageswhich have consistently traversedacross your sedulous time-tablessurmounting the bustling mazeof the capricious world-wide-web. I think of you and your caressing ways-Your determined striving to bolster methrough my trance-like medicated days; planting a flimsy little flickerto my dead-pan face. ✽ This bantam lightweight note intends to modestly denote: ♔ my incalculable gratefulness for your unqualified wishes and ♔ sportive acquiescence to my maiden experienceof loving your love quixotic and so cogently beyondthe most adept shot of Cupid's arrow. © Chandra S., 2010