Nighttime Crusade

This is poem is meant to illustrate the art of seduction.

Nighttime Crusade

Through the mess of tossing shoulders and rolling waists
He glanced past the inebriated bodies with his telescope
Searching for the perfect opponent

Music rained over the lust pouring out of each costume
prepared for the night’s engagements
Helpless victims roamed aimlessly through the gloom

His eyes began to write her body a cordial invitation
To come meet his for a duel
His hands were soft as he slid his fingers in between the spaces of hers

The battle began.

Their bodies moved in competitive strides
Careful not to advance too far ahead of one another
Careful not to reveal secret tactics a moment too soon.

They climbed up the clock’s hands in forceful pursuit
Neither one showing signs of white flags
Their armor was heavy as they crusaded through the night

The time was approaching to set aside their shields
Zealous grins filled the room
Delaying consequence to their endeavor

The final battle commenced.