Mrmrssmith
I am a soldier of fortune
A warrior of my land
A savage to my enemies
A chameleon
changing faces to fit My environment
Undetectable danger
I show no mercy
She looks innocent but is ruthless
in the heart.
A beautiful sparkling lure
With devastating effects.
A poisonous viper that lies undetected until the moment
Presence itself then she strikes
Fast and violently
I can not help but to see her form
The passion and pride she carries
Her menacing elegance intrigues me.
She is like a preying mantis
Devouring all that try.
Maybe it's just the job or possibly
Real life.
In the backyard of the African plains.
I approach with caution and guards up.
She is KGB but a killer by design
I'm the executioner govt affiliated
I wear the sign.
I wander over and try to attract
Her attention from the mission
I was Just wishing she would listen.
Our eyes catch
She smiles a spine chilling smirk.
"Like if she wanted to she could have me for lunch"
I walk over to her
She throws a punch
I blocked and grabbed
But not too much
She pulled out a blade
And gave me a wink
"I like my woman wild what do you think"
Well my name is Connie most call me
Tink
"I like my man strong 0% weak"
Because only a real man can take this kind of heat.
We clashed in a poetic battle for
Love.
At the end I had won
A life mate.
Copyright © Michael Pickings | Year Posted 2014
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