The Winged Assassin

Triggered by his love strung bow
A love song of colours of the rainbow
Hides the winged assassin’s precision

For when one does fall in love
It’s from cupid’s blessings above
Fired by love’s unmissable first sight

The poisoned tipped projectile penetrates
With impact the soft and tender hearts
Then spontaneously combusts the two 

Protruding from their bosoms
Radiating an unmistakable blossom
Of a flow, 
              soft, 
                     delicate, 
                                 sweet, 
                                         ,
                                         ,
                                         ,
                                           l
                                            o
                                              v
                                                e


08-18-2015
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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Boddie Avatar
August 18, 2015 at 8:00 PM
the flow of Love....is what nothing can be above....because Love is simply God....and nothing about Him is odd....;)
Ngoma Avatar
August 20, 2015 at 12:18 PM
Evening Eric...thanks for the inspirational comment and God bless (:heers, Tbang
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