IntensityA Chapter by RussianRevolutionHere it comes again A giant hand to a gentle face The slap breaks the tense silence Burning red, the stain grows larger Eyes lock in anger Dull green meets fiery brown Let the games begin
Shoved backwards, clawing at flesh Pinned down once again Let go and stand back up Round after round Neither side backing down Bruised, battered, bleeding, the fight continues
Panting heavily Muscles aching One last chance to stop We both know this will never end Surprise The hand comes down again, this time to the throat Wide-eyed, gasping A tap out
Once again, the loser and the winner A thank you is in order Dullness can be found no more The fire was left in it's place
My hair was a mess And there were bruises forming on my arms You had cuts on your face A dislocated joint to nurse I was never more beautiful than I was at that moment to you And I never cared for you since that moment either © 2009 RussianRevolution |
Stats
174 Views
Added on May 19, 2009 AuthorRussianRevolutionAboutI'm short. I don't write nearly as much as I want or should. I'm usually off creating some other form of art. Tell me what you think of whatever I get around to writing, I'd really like that. more..Writing
|