Wednesday, February 26, 2014

Writing Wednesday: Joined By Steel

Joined By Steel

Standing before me
arrayed in his battle-splendor,
the supple gladiator prepares for skirmish.
Standing before me,
his eyes locked on mine.
My own dark eyes locked on his.

Communicating on a primal level

Standing before me,
he raises his shield and sword
bracing himself for combat.
Standing before me
nostrils flare,
sweat on skin glistens
pupils dilate.

Standing before him,
I gird my loins.
Sword at the ready
prepared for thrust and parry.
Standing before him
sweat in eyes burning
my pulse quickens.

Muscles ripple and flow
breath quickens
heart pounds
piercing and pierced
joined by steel.