Loves BattlefieldA Poem by Katrina Mckeown
They Fought For her Love
Strike to the Heart a Deep Damaging Blow
As They fought with Swords of tempered steel
blood like raindrops were all they could feel.
He'd been struck by his savage apponent
his crimson blood mixed into the rain which fell fierce
Victoriously he struck his attacker with a passionate rage
until his apponent suffering enough flew from the stage
He'd fought In Loves Own Battlefield
A Tormented Soul making an Eternal Cry of Passion
For the Woman He Yearned
The lady in question was watching stirring with concern,
Her heart Full of Passion
Adrenalene Pumping through her Veins
Captivated by his refined Demeanor
Her Cleavage Breathless in his Victory
He was Pale and so Serious
Enticing and Inviting she Drew him into her Web of Ecstacy
In a Morbid Calling Bursting Forth he Accepted in a Subdued Recklessness
With Touches of Raging Passion, Lustfully they continued while inhalling each others Essence
Losing controll, in Hearts that Surrendered
They needed to fall
Savage nights now Devour the Hours Away
as they Devour Each other
Before any insecurities take hold
Both of them Knowing Loves a Battlefield.
© 2012 Katrina Mckeown
Added on June 9, 2012
Last Updated on June 9, 2012
AboutI try to write inspirational poetry....short poems mainly... though I do write other light hearted stuff too...I have just started writing again recently and I hope most of you will view and honestly .. more..
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