Sniper Poem by Kaleb Gonzalez

Have you been shot with a gun,
usually when your hit your usually done,
but this one time it feels so good,
let me tell you a story so i can be understood,
sitting in my room alone,
every gone nobody really home,
through a window comes a beam,
somebody watching me as it would seem,
following the light to see where it leads,
eye starting at me like a pair little beads,
slipping into the night like a black viper,
i just realized i have a sniper,
with a rifle with a scope,
shot cleaner than soap,
helmet, vest, and a thing to protect my part,
but this snier is good and is aiming for the heart,
i never let my guard down,
to late im hit now,
you don't dont get the theme,
your beauty was that beam,
your caring was the bullet,
the trigger your love was the one who pulled it,
no a it, it was a her,
I love my beautiful shooter