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Lovers loving
and oozing in red passion
Like a portrait done
by a wine-drunk Italian

Cupid's last stand
will be his last laugh
His arrows shooting every which way
hoping to pierce deep
in some fool's soul

Then laughing pink chub flush
knowing that the infactuation
and conversation heart poetry
will never last

Cupid is a cynic
a demon in fairy's clothing
Cupid is a comic
a director for the court jester

This Valentine's I'm hiding out
away from the sting of passion and heartbeats
Just me, a bottle of red wine
and some Limp Bizkit

Now that's what I call love