God of Love - Noel Tovey
Cupid can come in many guises. True we think of him today as a chubby cherub with a quiver full of arrows charged to inspire romantic love but that is not how the Romans saw him. To them he was is a lively youth who delighted in pranks and spreading love. It is said if Cupid's arrow hits you, you will fall hopelessly in love with the next person you meet.
I first meet my Cupid when I was twenty one. I had no idea that he was the God of Love
at first glance it was obvious to me that he was exceptionally good looking, confident and self assured. I was the Principal Girl in the Windsor Pantomime and he was the premier danseurs who picked me up and twirled me around in the final walkdown. He was a good dancer too. The panto came to a close and I moved on never giving this man another thought. Ships that pass!
Little did I realise that this short meeting was to have life changing consequences that would effect the rest of my life ten years down the track. I had meet my Cupid, Noel Tovey.
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