Cupid used to be here
With halo so pure
Cherubic faced
Shoots with an arrow
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Cupid hovers over the town
Tonight people are falling
Over and again in love
Arrows pierce their hearts
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Cupids shoots at me
Once and twice
He shoot again and again
Till his quiver went empty
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His arrows have ceased to work
Tonight his charms does not sway me.
I am the witch
With the blood shot eyes and darkened soul
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Away he went to gather more arrows
Away he went to get more weapons
Mine is such a different case
Or so I thought
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Cupid returns with a gun
He returns with bullets in the cartridge
“O he stubborn heart thou must yield.”
With one shot I fell
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I fell to my knees
Gasping for air
Looking around for help
My black shawl clutched I tighter
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Hair disheveled
Sandals tattered
My blood spills
Black red colored
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No one should have stopped
No one should have bothered
But someone did
You’re safe now he whispers
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In his arms he carries me
Away to his lair
His safe place
Where only he can go
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With one kiss
I transformed into something beautiful
I became a regal Queen
The love in his eyes remained still
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I loved you then
How could I stop now
That you are transformed
Beauty personified
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Let’s have a forever after
Let’s have it here and now
Cupid was here with a shot gun
He got me, he got you.
© Deborah Glover, 2016
Image credit; dreamstime.com
Today’s prompt is Cupid Carries A Gun by Marilyn Manson.
Thanks for been lovely hostesses Rosema and Sarah
Until next time,
Blessings!
Beautiful poem
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Thanks
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your welcome
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Wow! This is beautiful!
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Gorgeous lines, Deb. 🙂
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Thanks Maria.
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