Weapon

She saw his magnificence
before her
between the slivers of light
shining through the slats of
August
She’d never seen such perfection in the way
a sword was carried
Such poise, so erect
He wanted nothing more than
to have his weapon polished
by her fairness
To be encased deeply into
her cavernous throat
She pulled him close and
captured him into her
His weapon so firm, so lofty
So perfect.
She tasted him and worshipped
the power he now had over her

About k1nd3r5t3w

Born and raised in Maine. US Army Veteran, living in Kansas! Love road trips and my son. Go PATRIOTS. Amateur writer who just writes from the heart. Runner.
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