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Venus

There's
something sculpted
about you;
statue-like, perfect.
Aloof with
the cool confidence
of a monarch.

Your gaze,
it cuts through me
with a cold heat;
unseeing, uncaring.
Am I not here,
or your regard
doesn't fall so
low

I can't be here,
for you don't
see me
fall to my knees.

Cupid's switched
his bow and quiver
for a .50 caliber.

About This Poem

Review Request Direction: What did you think of my title?
How does this theme appeal to you?
Is the internal logic consistent?

Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back

Editing Stage: Editing - draft

About the Author

Region, Country: Kumasi,Ghana

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Ian.T

Ian.T

11 years 9 months ago

Jermaine

Never trust another person with a gun LOL.
Fun Piece, an old saying of getting the bullet is to lose ones job,
but I guess you need a flak jacket.
Yours Ian.T

S

scribbler

11 years 9 months ago

hello

It Does seem as if some women are on a different level than we lowly men lol. I'm a bit undecided about whether some of these lines should be combined so I'll try to come back later and give it more thought.......stan