Content — what is happening
- With insatiable curiosity Psyche examines, handles and marvels at her husband’s weapons.
- She draws an arrow from the quiver and, testing its point on her thumb, presses too hard with her trembling hand and pricks herself too deeply — until tiny drops of rosy blood well over her skin.
- And so, all unknowing yet of her own accord, Psyche falls in love with Love himself.
- Burning more and more with desire for Cupid, she leans over him, gazing hungrily and showering him with eager, open-mouthed kisses —
- all the while afraid of how long, or how lightly, he might sleep.