Fall Into

 Eros, lost in the Wilderness,
 Heard soft whispers,
 "Go and find Psyche!
 She is lost at sea."

 So he cut through the knot,
 Having deeply grieved.
 To end his madness,
 He set out to find her.

 She had fallen in Waters of Weakness,
 Almost drowned in her mortal pain,
 But she was finally found
 And caught by the fly-est Fisher.

 They touched lovingly,
 Undressed under trees
 Fell into kisses and landed in to
 A misty waterfall, all covered in dew.

 Cupid had this planned all along;
 And when the Lovers come to shore,
 They will yearn no more,
 And just live;

 And have love and lust
 To fill their cups
 With abundance and prosperity,
 Into this future legend.