Got to head off in couple of hours, so decided to write a random poem off the top of my head. And this is what transpired. Hmm, not bad... for an off the cusp, well most or nearly all of my poems are off the cusp.
Eros was the greek deity of love, the male offspring of Aphrodite, if memory serves me correct. Oh, Eros equivalent in the Roman sense is Cupid, but they just turned into him a cherubic child with a wicked sense of humour and a bow and arrow. Eros was more of a git in a sense. Greeks did it better Romans....eh.