I stare at the cupid's bow

Of your love throwing

Arrows at my desperate skin

Piercing my soul

Igniting my warmth

 

My heart the elastic

Limb of your bow

I collect the arrows

Of your words displayed

As the armour of my

World a fortress of adoration

 

Hemorrhaging at your precision

The drawback your only pain

Moving into your line

Of sight once more

Take aim