I look, I see, I love you

I look

I see

I see the signs

That is what I see

Because That is what I look at

Blatant signs

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I? There is this, controlled by other

I release a few arrows

Then, question GOD, I'm not even in control of these shots am I?

release.... top left of target

question.. you have just divided upon yourself, with your imperfection being what makes you perfect..

you are just playing with yourself..

release.... right of center, almost bullseye.. and I ponder the joys of pain... "playing with yourself" isn't on the mark.

you are lonely?

Dead above bullseye, on the borderline.. I'm close...

I love you! I am you, a part divided, and I give you my love and greatfulness, in the illusion of my seperateness... I LOVE YOU!!!!!

Dead below bullseye on the borderline..