Love is on your mind,
And surely he is to blame.
He 'pulls' the string,
And lets it fly.
The arrow hits dead center.
Your heart nearly explodes.
You can not explain this
Feeling inside.
His aim was dead on.
His eye was on you.
Now you will pay.
The reason love is blind.
Your mind races to every
Corner.
Your eyes see every option.
Now you strike.
He never stood a chance.
He never knew what hit him.
For you see, the lover got
The archer , before he got away |
Submission Name: The Archer
