Cupid has a shot gun…Poetry

​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.

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