Huntress

It's a love poem

Huntress thou art, armoured with an arrow of love....

With a deadly aim on my heart, standing on a love cart...

I shouted, have pity on me cupid..

But thou chaste beauty was merciless...

I cried holla to my heart, chided it, but this organ was now lame...

It was being tamed by u, pumping each drop of blood which wanted to fuse with u..

Thou effect is such, that I see your heavenly image on every atomy...

I swear, each single breath of mine, now wants to mingle with yours..

With tongue humming songs of love, makes me feel like a dove..

And there's a sweet sweet pain in my heart,
Arising whenever u come in my mind..

I want my love story with such an end,
I be your Orlando, and you be my Rosalind..