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Love Smiled at Me, a poem by Robert A. Sieczkiewicz

Love Smiled at Me

Love smiled at me as his deft arrow flew,
Toward the target that’s upon my heart.
Through the center, the pain was very smart.
Was paralyzed as I stood before you.
Struggling hard with every breath I drew,
Like antiquities was falling apart.
Unable this massive crumbing to thwart,
Feeling my final moments to be few.

But you gave the appropriate assist.
Leaning forward with your soft parted lips.
Sharing your honey sweet breath as we kissed.
Such a rush was able to come to grips.
This is a love that I have sorely missed.
Ready to take many more of these trips.

Cupid and Psyche, a poem by Robert A. Sieczkiewicz

Cupid and PsycheCupid and Psyche, Edvard Munch (1907)

Cupid and Psyche

Love, now be forewarned
My soul you shall not steal
Nor my mind to persuade

Love, you say to me
No desire to do harm
Though quiver full of charms

Love, you show to me
Bounty willing to pay
But to be only mine

Love, come no closer
I care not of your plea
Though I see that you bleed

Love, I plainly see
That in truth you have died
Wiping tears from my eyes


An Offering, a poem by Robert A. Sieczkiewicz

An Offering, Frank Dicksee (1898)

An Offering, Frank Dicksee (1898)

An Offering

Thou beauty be greater than can be said.
Thou smile brilliant as the pearls in the sea.
Thou hair more vivid than sunset of red.
Thou eyes as diamonds shine ever brightly.

My heart beats eager for joyous moments,
Of thy magical touch, feeling warmness,
So close to taste sweetness of thy fragrance,
Closer yet to feel thy downy softness.

It has now become such a heavy chore,
To restrain the feeling holding inside,
Being so close to the one I adore.
Soon be difficult my feelings to hide.

Symbol of Cupid I present to thee
Desire his arrow ‘come reality

The Abduction of Psyche, a poem by Robert A. Sieczkiewicz

Bouguereau-The Abdution of Psyche

William-Adolphe Bouguereau, The Abduction of Psyche (1895)


The Abduction of Psyche, Robert A. Sieczkiewicz

Cupid, with thee arrow strike yonder male,
Seal the fate of Psyche so young so frail.
Mother, if thy command I will not fail,
Yet did I, now with wound of no avail.

Psyche my love for thee shall be proven,
As thee see our lives be interwoven.
Will be tested by mightiest coven,
With arm around thee shall fly to heaven.

Gently I place thee upon the clover,
Bed so soft for a beautiful lover.
Looking at thee I move my lips lower,
To kiss thy lips. Seal our love forever.

No doubt, love can last an eternity,
Even between mortals like you and me.