Cupid baby


Cupid baby floats
In his cupid baby underwear
Pockets filled with hearts
He has yet to fill with pain
Love swirls beneath his fingernails
Light floaty butterfly type tummy feelings work like biotin
Cupid baby fingernails turn to cupid baby talons
Have you ever seen a heart with such deep lacerations?
Fingernail indents lace edges of blood pumping organs
Crossbow stitched to his back, cupid baby floats
With fistfuls of hearts
Each one pounding
Squeezes tighter
Impaled with spearhead
flying through tufts of cumulus

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