Death of a man

I ran from the monster, a truly hideous gremlin
I ran faster, harder and dared not look back
But one last look back and I knew I was smitten.
Then the beast tackled me, I landed with a smack.
Running is futile the beast said with a grin,
Face the facts, give up, I win.
Never I said in a yell of emotion
I can not, will not except that notion.
What do you lose by becoming a whole?
My dignity, integrity, but mostly my soul.
Then the beast slid out a delicate apple,
My mouth watered, as I lost the battle.
I gave in and bit into this tasteful snack
Only to see the beast put an arrow in my back.
At least give me your name so I can have someone to blame.
My name varies but the meaning’s are the same
Cupid or love is the most common.
I am King of compassion a lover’s lawman.
So I looked into her eyes as our lips intertwined
And I noticed that Katie looked back into mine.
Death of a man!
Yet I have not mourned her yet,
I’m to busy fondling and kissing Katie’s neck.