War

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just different

War's a whore
Her body’s a battlefield
Sex in her eyes
Seen a lot of single, divorced, married men killed
Some captured
Those I come after
The second you touch
She feels loved and ***s ‘til blood
Heavily equipped
Scan the terrain to machine gun lips
Pucker up but before I can cut, alarms erupt
And they told me she sucked
***
Hands on her hips evading deadly kisses
I bury my head in her bosoms
Firm trenches
Below the target of heated nipples
Hands rise to cripple but not here can I defuse erected missles
Forced to advance onward, take time
My caution wanders warnings to navel land mines
Sliding across her unguarded waist line
Slowly I trek over sensitive ground
No bush to confuse her view or camouflage my troops
Approaching the compound
Moans tremble lands calm
Nails and her palms
Napalm, my back, shoulder and arms
Charge the walls
Her defenses fall
White flags
She cowardly stalls the onslaught
Not as easy as she thought
Give up and let me through
Surrender and I will not shoot
Prisoner's in your pelvic sluice
Let them all lose
The fighting ceased
My tongue talked up a truce
War,
I was ready to kill you
War,
I was ready to release the nuke