| seantmstiennon ( @ 2009-06-08 07:07:00 |
Monday morning doggerel
"Sparks flew as my girlfriend and I clashed blades in a dark alleyway. Her katana occupied both hands and made use of the full range of muscles wrapped around her narrow frame. For my part, I had always preferred lighter swords–the weapon currently in my grip was a Cossack saber. My greater strength and her heavier blade made it an even content.
Or it would have, if she hadn’t been so damned cute."
Wrote that last night in a few seconds of a well-fed, poorly slept evening.
"Sparks flew as my girlfriend and I clashed blades in a dark alleyway. Her katana occupied both hands and made use of the full range of muscles wrapped around her narrow frame. For my part, I had always preferred lighter swords–the weapon currently in my grip was a Cossack saber. My greater strength and her heavier blade made it an even content.
Or it would have, if she hadn’t been so damned cute."
Wrote that last night in a few seconds of a well-fed, poorly slept evening.