Rifle through your desk
from a hundred yards away,
camouflaged in pigeon shit,
high on the tower of brotherly love.
A hopeless romantic,
Cupid's arrow seeds itself in splintered
mahogany.
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Rifle through your desk
from a hundred yards away,
camouflaged in pigeon shit,
high on the tower of brotherly love.
A hopeless romantic,
Cupid's arrow seeds itself in splintered
mahogany.