Bow and Arrow
On your back, you carry a bow and arrow
You look at me, your eyes grow narrow
Frozen, I do not dare move where I am stood
Those piercing blues, tell me who would?
Ask me how many times before
I have been rendered glued to the floor
Raising it to the level of my heart
Praying this time it won’t rip me apart
Last time it took me nearly a week
And two days before I could speak
Thirty minutes to clean off the stain
Of the last time I fell in love, oh the pain
You can’t resist your devilish trips
I keep my eyes fixed on those lustrous lips
I whisper, ‘show me what you’ve got’
Your eyebrow raises, this is a surprise I thought
Lowering the bow, letting the arrow drop to the ground
You come walking over, my heart starts to pound
Grabbing my face you give me a long tender kiss
‘Well’ I say ‘At least this time you wouldn’t miss’
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