- Oph Kiltah
Ode 17
Knock
Draw
Loose
Cupid, you had one job.
I’m the blind one not you
All you had to do was take your aim
And shoot
Did you not see her
How can you not see her
The strands of her hair are an extension of an active and sharp mind
Her forehead’s a lil shiny but that should have helped
Her nose is the perfect ratio and it makes her profile unmistakable
Her cheekbones, oh her cheekbones. I could write ballad after ballad about how her gorgeous smile is made even more prominent by them
Her lips she teased and taunted me with and I am superglued to their sensuality
Her ears - she listened or she heard or she listened (one of those)
Dude what more did I need to say
When you asked for a description, I gave it
I transcribed her most intimate details from memory
I didn’t miss a single, subtle nuance
C’mon son
Help me out
You got like 17 million more arrows
Just take a couple more shots
PLEEEEEEEEASE
Wait, I only get one
Damn.
It’s a sin that you missed.