Aim here, here or here
My heart may not have
many places left
for one last deadly blow
Do it fast, time so slow,
Ready, set, go, ruthless
Why such hesitation
Understand, my situation
Death by your arrow
Better than million years without
Ignore your fears
Take that aim and go for the kill
I may last still, in your heart forever
And that is enough

Whew!
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Reblogged this on PARTAGER LA MAGIE – SHARING THE MAGIC.
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Beautiful…strong, yet pure and soft…again, inspiring…thanks for sharing! Delvi.
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Thank you so much Delvi for your comment and re blog…truly grateful.
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I really like your poem. Hugs, Barbara
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Barbara, I appreciate your admiration for my humble words. Truly grateful 🙂 AB
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You’re welcome my friend…and all is a real pleasure for me! Delvi.
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This makes me smile. The AB that I know. 🙂
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Glad that you liked it AD 🙂
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Those pillows look so nice and your caption is pretty catchy 🙂
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Thank you so much 🙂
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cupid where are thou? the arrow is yours AB, you aim at our hearts and win our souls and we all fall in love with you again and once more! 🙂
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Your comments are no less than a Cupid arrow Neeta, it is good to have you a companion on this journey of discovery, appreciate your comments and wonderful ways of making someone feel so good and special 🙂
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ahh very nice AB! it reminded me of something Bukowski said once –
My dear,
Find what you love and let it kill you.
Let it drain you of your all. Let it cling onto your back and weigh you down into eventual nothingness.
Let it kill you and let it devour your remains.
For all things will kill you, both slowly and fastly, but it’s much better to be killed by a lover.
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That is a great poem…thank you so much for sharing HB 🙂
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Love this 😀 really beautiul!
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And by beautiul, I mean beautiful!!!
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Thank you so much 🙂
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in ultra bold sans
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