Sparring

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Brother
let us meet
like men
on the finest
of fields:
here in the center
of Her,
swords drawn
eye to eye,
in this heated
battle,
grinning
as the valleys
we stand astride
flood
with our
exertions.

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UnderYourSpellUnderYourSpellover 16 years ago
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I don't think anyone is sheathing! Not if her valleys are being flooded!

LeBrozLeBrozover 16 years ago
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Clever. A battle to the death with swords drawn in this ménage à trois? The victor sheaths his sword first? The fun with this piece is drawn by the reader in his own mind.

AngelineAngelineover 16 years ago
Clever and it made me giggle!

Erotic in an understated way. It gets the point across, Swordfight indeed! Your poem will be recommended in the new poems review on the Poetry Feedback and Discussion forum. Thanks for the read! :)

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