This story was written in the texts beyond time.

One found in many different stories and just might rhyme.

The cupid and the rabbit, characters confused by their own lust.

Each wanting more and more of the other until they are both dust.

And drained, sucked dry, dripping with many sighs.

They decided it would be wise to separate
and not interact while their nervous system regulates.

The cupid found themselves on a cloud of grass reading the ancient texts

and decided to throw an arrow to the wind to see where it goes next!

Wanting to just act in the moment and without thinking, they threw it impulsively and without blinking.

The arrow skipped gracefully over the candles flame
and danced around it mocking the cupid's aim.

Letting go of all direction and purpose,
the arrow flew down to earth, which made the cupid very nervous.

The cupid never meant for the arrow to hurt anyone,
but it found the rabbit, and already won.

The rabbit was spinning in it's own conciousness trying to balance out the lover's intense frequency.

Hoping to contuine hopping along after their task, and go about their business decently.

The arrow flew through space and time to find their root of desire.

The cupid didn't know where it would land, but had faith that it would conspire.

Unaware of how potent and precise the arrow could hit,
the rabbit saw the arrow from above and didn't want to admit
That is was his time to submit.

The rabbit became the

Death of desire.

Where no one has dared to go, where no one has thought to see,

it's fear is overwhelming
and the loss of this love was devastating.

The time and distance they practiced to reset the relationship became the very reason for it's demise
and it came in a heavily dressed up disguise.