Guns

We are resting,
Preparing for what
May come next.
Pandora smiles and
Inquires if I have a
Knowledge of
Love toys.
I smile and
Brace myself.
She opens the drawer
Next to the bed and
Takes out the
Big guns.
Holding the larger
Of the two toys she
Demonstrates. And
Passes it to me to hold.
I try to simulate her
Movements but they
Require the intimate
Response of the
Responder. Later
We continue to
Make love as a
Couple but there is
No comparison in
Firepower.
My only saving grace
Is that I am alive and
Sentient and as
Such feel empathy
And the thrill of
Sharing pleasure
As opposed to
New batteries.
Still, always nice
To be able to call in
The big guns
To pound a position
Prior to descent into a
Hot LZ.