incruental strokes
gave wonder to the moment,
before the aggression
and vapid crowd cheer,
two men took stance,
fists curled paused,
love and honor
to be protected,
each did not have
such rage in his eyes,
feeding off the crowd,
emotion dissolved
into silence,
shuffling feet
they moved untouched
hearts beating at alternate
rates,
stepping back
mouths once held tight
loosened,
a smile more ironic
than hate,
one moved to the other
hooked his arm about
his neck,
they both loved her,
and it was to her
in all her sun bloomed glory,
that would choose
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