Cupid got a gun

October 10, 2017

Yes, cupid shot me again

It was like the winning shot

5 seconds to the end

When we locked eyes

I was surprise love was within

Your honesty was the best gift

like a kid on christmas

yes lost in a bliss

soft lips under the sunset

we're both sunkissed

warm and inviting

my heart flustered

Its enticing

I part ways with devil

i'm with a angel

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