A Duel
sweet flowing hands
sweeping charm
dancing slowly
like wings
of a butterfly
His eyes - gentle, perceiving, acknowledging
In the midst of silence, he's aware of her every move
sliding along
shuffles feet
as arms
go back
taking snake shape
the great cobra strikes
His lips - challenged, firm yet slightly amused
In the midst of chaos, he's alert of her every attack
clashing sounds
defending one heart
each strike
finding equal
bows the head
in honor
of grace
His hands - deadly, lethal yet softened towards her
In the midst of the duel, he shares a moment with her
claws attack
sweeping movements
floating on air
gliding souls
within a heartbeat
smiling defeat
His heart - beats in admiration, slightly fascinated
In the end, as he smiles in defeat...a heart is silently stolen
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