Here’s our poem! (Part one) My POV Oh, Hey. There are two Interesting people — One with the darkest Of hair, A girl, And one With the brightest Smile. Then I see it — A small baby with wings, Flying, Holding a bow With hearts. That’s Cupid! And his bow! The bow was shaped With moonlight And made From a lightning strike, And the arrow Was carved With stars And their light, Made From the best of thunder. I watch. He pulls back, Eyes focused, And releases. He hits The girl Who says, “Will you be mine?” The boy is hit Next. He smiles And says, “Yes.” Then he shoots again, And two enemies Become Lovers. “Oops!” Cupid says, Chuckling. The air Laughs with him. I feel It Crawling On my skin. The wind feels The drastic change And starts blowing The other way. It feels strange Against my skin — But then again, Cupid Does too.
This is a valentine special this is so long I have to do different projects for stanza’s!
