Napalm Romance

she wears
war flowers
in her locks
daisy chain wreaths
of high velocity splatter
grey matter stained petals
wilting at atomic touch
his scorched earth kiss
fuels the drought
in her throat

Parched she chases
the gun metal fireflies
at his crushed temple
drawing closer to drowning
on his tongue whetting her
barren mouth

The aggressor nourishes
his pale cadaver
feeding her the spoils of invasion
holocaust ash munitions
like a dandelion wish
blown on assassin's breath

Picking through the carnage
clawing at his armored chest
bullet wound warmth
refuge~ prison~ death
in freedom's mask

His hollow point skull
in her demolished fingers
nerve memory recalling
unspoilt features
the hidden vulnerability
now blown open
in a napalm romance



By Samantha Pruitt

Reviews

[Chris]

All the images of violence and devastation - pain, death... to the innuendo of passion. BDSM is all the gentler...

[MBUYISA]

Great poem
Thanks for sharing

[wordman]

this is one hell of a love Samantha,and the graphic imagery is outstanding

[Jennie Baron]

Amazing images and so well articulated! The destructive potential of desire, carnage on the battlefield of romance. I'm so glad you sent me a RR for this one; it has to be my favorite of all your poems I've seen.