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.