Like
a flashlight. In a quick twilight. Arrow so tight.
The
cupid said “too far little girl”.
Like
the moon and the sun.
The
north and the south pole.
The
Sahara and the Pacific.
Two
coins never seen its face.
Dotting
the blank page in ink.
Endless
fairy tale.
Venice
on the sail.
Heaven
and Earth.
Shoot
and arrow.
Its
point in its place.
The
Cupid said, “too far darling”.
Make
it quick. Make it near.
I
false. I fairy.
Wondering.
Know nothing.
Full stop.
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