Oh!
To have known her then
That perky, Ambitious
College girl
Gaze fixed on the stars,
A wordsmith
With words spinning
From her sweet
Moist lips,
Wide-eyed
If not bushy-tailed
A Venus flytrap
Between her hips,
A disguised jealous goddess
How unworthy
All those Cupids were,
Stinging themselves
As they fumble over
Words adequate
Enough to please her,
She, already,
Shinning in the night sky,
Raw energy emitted
With each blink
Of her amazing eyes.
How can any mortal man
Resist sacrificing anything,
For one glance of recognition,
Throwing ourselves
At her feet,
Even as she steps over us
we smitten by
our own arrows.
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