Do you know why Cupid selected a bow as his weapon of choice?

One day he was coming home after a long day. He got off the train along with tens of dozens of other weary commuters. Amidst a blur of milling limbs, the first thing he saw was the glimpse of a finely shaped leg. It was poised in elegance, in no apparent hurry, not anxious to leave but rather waiting to receive somebody. And in that timeless moment, it gently swung like a bow taut with anticipation. The curve of the calf leg brought an immediate smile of recognition quickly melting all traces of weariness from the traveler’s face. He let his eyes roam up the young lissome form to land on his lover’s face. As if sensing his gaze, the young lady turned her eyes to see her man standing idly and staring at her in admiration. She blushed, smiled and broke into a gait. The arrow left the bow and found its mark with effortless ease. 

Since then, many an arrow sprung forth from the finely shaped Cupid’s Bow to unite eternal lovers amidst unsuspecting crowds as a solitary train would speed past the prairies, disappearing into the fading twilight…