Cupid

 

Hey cupid

Could you aim a little better?

I appreciate your efforts

But you are missing your targets

Maybe you are lacking the sharpness?

Are your hands shaking?

Or did you forget your training?

The arrows are supposed to be raining

 

I feel the arrow speed past my head

Aimed at my chest, you hit air instead

another wasted shot

Is that all that you've got?

How many arrows do you hold?

Truth be told, it's all getting old

The constant near misses

The uncaught blown kisses

 

I let another fly by

hear the whistle as it pierces the sky

but cupid my friend

Maybe it would be better in the end

If you took the blindfold from your eyes

And took aim

instead of trying to catch me by surprise

 

Is love in the air?

Does she know I'm here?

Does that arrow already fly

Or is she the next target on your list

Will your first arrow be a bullseye?

Or will the target be missed

 

 

Thanks For Reading.

Peace & Love.

Kyle.