I can feel him grab me, quick and precise,

he takes me from my cozy quiver,

just to shoot me towards

A lonley little soul longing for love.

I buzz through the air until

Boom, i forcefully land in someone's back,

then my master comes, and

latches his fingers around my body and pulls me out.

I am reused and absued,

time after time, week after week;

but I, am unloved, uncared for,

and unwanted by everyone.

I bring lust and love for only,

one person in a pair,

Often i am used for revenge

Rather than adoration.

I am Medea, for i bring

Excitment, love, then anger.

Just like a rainbow i come

with a storm, a storm of jealuosy.

After all of the destruction,

caused by my landing,

He shoots me again,

causing another storm to form.