Duel
Beloved, how oft dost thou slay me
Upon a bed of wanton splendour?
How oft art thou kisses fierce, yet tender?
I shrink not from thine advance, but
Hold stance in surrender
Take up thy sword for again we will duel
In retreat, I am felled o'er silken sheets
Locked in combat, there we trade blow for blow
Mine eyes disarm, thine arms disrobe
And whispered words caress a lobe
Shield me with the scent of thy skin
Leave me contorted and quivering
Under thy tumoultuous touch
Thy beating heart muting the sound
Of our battle cries. As we rise...
Come thou, release unto me
The raging fuel of thy fire
Extinguish my eternal flame, 'til I lay
Parched and drenched, spent,
At the sweet exchange
Full moonlight surveys a carnage
Of twisted limbs ensnared in an embrace
We arise, only to crown each other
Victorious. This was war
And love conquered
Elaine
Posted over on her site Hidden Heartbeat
Listed as #80 over on Magpie Tales 58
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