I Call Great Cupid [Eros], Source Of Sweet Delight
I Call great Cupid [Eros], source of sweet delight, holy and pure, and lovely to the sight;Darting, and wing’d, impetuous fierce desire, with Gods and mortals playing, wand’ring fire:
Autumn Twists My Heart Like Sheets in the Wind
For me, autumn is usually such a chaotic, fickle season with its roaring winds, shattering cold mist, mild rains, sleet, endless blue skies, deep gray skies, bright warm sunny days, and the occasional snowflake or three.