The Sword

Feast.......upon
the glory, steely... mighty
thrust... thrusting
forward,spear like rhyme,
jab and penetrate,use the tip ...
explore within.......oh god..
who cast out in this battlefield
of grays and greasy martyrs...
of lovers cast like iron sweats
upon the married slaughters....
Only then the wives do come
and take back what is theirs
oh give me lord of whence it came
the hardened sword backed down
again.....and then again..
thru woods so soft the squirrel ran
to chatter to the others
down stuck beneath they listened then
the sound unlike no others.....came
stopping by, and they could only sigh,
oh yes the moral is and wasnt was
as tales about the swords we know
in battle time the swords do time
in lovers dens, the pussy wins
like no others could we be
on this magic world so violent
yet the love that we all see
incased in its sheath
waiting to get hard
waiting for the soft and gentle warmth
for it unfolds and grows
oh my she said again....
and again.......looking
at his hardened pole
my what have i done i see
my lord the vein is big and thick with blood
the riches of i do not know
but follow...follow me fair lass
where swords once danced the garden grows
and let me place thy sword in seeds
your lovely place for swords to be
embeeded in your nest of love
i know i dare to place it in
my sword of danger
sword of sin
i penetrate you
sweet maiden form
i bring to you
a swordsmens love
follow now
the squirrels shruged
and went back on their mystery path towards some secret hidden stash
and when his sword
in her at last
firmly pushing out to last
the maiden form
is happy now
the man and one together
now
a fuck for one a fuck for all
let all of us climb down that wall
and fuck each other everyday forever more,
lets put the swords away
put them down for pussy licked
amen to that good day