Amour De Pistolet Poem by Nicholas Peter
Amour De Pistolet
Your body is a shotgun,
firing amour rounds,
of spread shot range pellets,
of gunpowder romance.
Those lips,
canon explosions,
fired from the top of your body,
soft and sweet.
The passion filled embrace,
of which I trap myself,
is an octopus grip,
of inescapable affection.
Your want is a battlefield,
large and intense,
gunshot desire fires from pistol eyes,
and enters bloody into the body.
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