Cousin of Cupid

Can I shoot a blazing arrow through your heart

So that it burns and pierces your deepest part?

And knocks the air out from under you

So you double back on those gorgeous ankles.

You bear my enemy

But that is why I must keep you close to my bosom.

You could end me with a gust.

You may blow out the candle

Just as long as you saved the last breath on me.

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