I watch my feelings for you
Take the shape of an arrow
That keeps hitting me hard...
How often does one carry
Grief and relief together?
I will let the arrows hit me...
Only to chase, where they get
This burning red color
They\'ve spilled on my gratitude...
That isn\'t killed yet
But looks a bit dead, indeed
And I traced the arrows, back to me.
(as always)
-Al