, a show about love, about finding love, about getting love, a sweet show, made in chicago, my back yard now. love, such a strange beast, ideas, concepts, beliefs, fantasies, tradition, all that and more, in a show about love, what is it, got to get it, other people have it, love, sweet love, cupid, eros, god of love, little boy, always seen, never thanked, never hated, but ever present, shooting people left and right, with arrows from his bow, tipped with love potion number 9, or 8 that day, maybe he ran out, on some days does he use a crossbow, long bow, compound or just a simple little thing , ash sapling or something, arrows, how does one equate being shot with an arrow to being stricken with love, paralyzed by a woman's voice, unable to move, drawn like moths to a candle, if i got shot, i'd want to get healed, take this pointy thing off my chest, stitch me up so i can get on with things, but then again, it's only an arrow from cupid's bow