Before and Inside the Cavern

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He strikes his partner with his horn.  He strikes

With hardened flesh and harder will.  His horn

Is hardened and its sound is like hard spikes

Inside, both hard and soft the meeting.  Torn

Between his lusting and his love, the love

Of partner for him, too, they crush as one,

His partner rising up to meet his shove

Of hardness and his love, his shooting gun

What both desire,  he strikes, strikes, strikes inside.

His striking hurries on in their desire.

They feel together both as one the slide,

Slide, SLIDE and then he shoots his bullet fire.

  An echoing is felt inside a cave,

    From entry point to reach of holy nave.

© Phillip Whidden