Smitten

Eros is said
To pierce
The heart
With his arrows
of love.
But what
About
The dart
Whose shaft
Is driven
Deep
Within your core
Causing not
Desire
And affection
For another
But severing
That bond
Once fiery
With passion
And now
Gone underground
Scorched
And spent
Still precious
Though shriveled
To crumble
When you are gone.