I never miss.
Once I set my sights on a target -
Bulls-eye -
I always hit.
Blindfolded, behind a thick wall of bricks,
Perfect mark,
I still win.
William Tell tells tales of my trained design.
Legendary,
I never slip.
But when you step into the picture with your uncanny smile
My aim falters -
And I'm new to this.
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Simply Poetry
PoetryA collection of poems by Sean Arturo Last. You are encouraged to leave your interpretations in the comments. -- © All Rights Reserved (No unauthorized copy, distribution, transmission, or alteration of the work.)
