Razors In Their Gloves
"Razors in their Gloves"
Keep thy enemies close
befriend the smiling banshees
holding their cowboy guns
such beings in love with love
all’s fair in love and war
dripping honeyed lines
for greenants to walk along
truth be known they’ll be
back in the ring
before too long
kissing windy cheeks
shaking hands
with razors in their gloves
(LadyLabyrinth / 2023)
Copyright © Lady Labyrinth | Year Posted 2023
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