Two souls, two bodies
We stood in corners like two armies;
Our hearts beat like gun shots
Our thoughts messed like blood soaked sludge;
Waiting, for the other to make a move
There is no scope for a truce.
Our gaze, fiery yet warm,
Like ruthless fire after a blast;
You blink, I take a step forward,
The future seems impregnated with uncertainties.
We’re now close;
I can smell your breath, laden with fear.
Do I intimidate?
You hold a gun to my gut,
Do you feel the anxiety within?
I look down at your feet
You follow the trail of my gaze.
I smile an evil grin,
You best hold your ground.
One move, either yours or mine,
I can’t recall.
A final sound, a bright light
An unknown darkness
And we succumb to the unbearable warmth.