Cupid Poem by Niken Kusuma Wardani

I met Cupid
Walk briskly - almost fly
Aim his arrow here an there
'Do you enjoy your work? '
I ask in business maner
He hesitate, look disturbed
'It's a duty not an option'
I watch the arrow hit an old man
'Who give you the hint? '
I asked curiosly
'I do not need it'
'What if you aim the wrong person'
I pursue further
'Love never wrong'
'It did sometimes' I argue
'Love is a bonus in this imperfect life' he try to sound wise
'Love is liability' I insist
He stared at me
'You're one of those people who hates love'
He loosen his bow, turn to me in full grace
'No, i'm done with love'
He smiles, 'I decide not you'
He lift the bow, the arrow point at my heart
'Oh c'monn Cupid, don't kill the messenger'
i briskly left him - almost fly