Cupids Many Arrows Poem by Kristinahh KIMBER

I am told there is a cupid
a fairy in the form of love
shooting arrows at the desirable
i thought i was pretty desirous
but obviously cupid had no arrows left
too many to share with the world to give me a single shot
this was never love
if so i would have cupids scar
burning in the place of cupids target
the target he seemed to forever miss
i am also told cupid is non-existant
loving only in the land love is said to always exist
performing to those who just watch
and wish for the butterflies of their stomaches to approach
and the deep emotional emptiness to seize
i would kill for cupids arrow
the feeling of love stuck in one place forever
the butterflies filling my heart by the second
can cupid ever give too much love?
ture deep passion can be dangerous when uncontrolled
to much of a good thing can come unrewarded
i wish for just enough
enough for me to taste the feeling
but never know how it feels to become whole
shoot me cupid
promise youlll just shoot me