careless with my aim
I meant to simply bed you
yet got nicked instead
careless with my aim
which was to bulls-eye, then flee;
arrow ricocheted
I meant to bed you
and did; but you got in my head
when you walked away
yet got nicked instead;
dripping blood and tears, alone,
I, foolish archer
Very deep.
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Thank you, Sadje.
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You’re welcome my friend
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An old story….(K)
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I love this playful piece that shows how easily a bullseye can change things.
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K, thanks very much and happy you enjoyed it.
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🙂
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We learn from our mistakes… maybe.
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That one is realistic…
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