Warrior Poetry: 300m

 

By Alucin Acies

 

Once you have snuggled

to your prone unsupported,

shoulder stock welded,

sound dulled, contorted,

proper alignment.

 

I feel my way across

her smooth crescent firmness.

She finds her niche in me,

as I do her.

 

Your parallax visions align,

as your steadied breath

signals, our embrace.

 

We squeeze together, becoming one.

As she breaks to my will, our world erupts –

 

The release of our union ends, with a soft metallic click.

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3 Comments

1. 

   Sahal

   October 24, 2013 at 8:56 pm

   Hey guys this is a bit off topic but have you heard about Saudi Arabia? Their intelligence chief and ambassador to the US, said that the Kingdom was considering severing diplomatic ties with the United States over Syria, Palestine, and Iran. Isn’t about time we stopped supporting those fuckers?
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     Robert

     October 29, 2013 at 6:34 am

     Oh hell yeah…..
2. 

   STJ

   October 24, 2013 at 9:26 pm

   Of topic but I agree