heart shaped arrow

eros had his heart shaped arrow aimed at you, mum. the bowstring trembled with the strain of his anticipation, waiting for the pink, newborn mess of me to draw her first breath. he shot home, and when i opened my eyes to a world id never seen i saw you, and that was it. my first love. my last love. all my loves in-between.
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