Okay, I couldn’t come up with an adequate title, so I’ll let you have a go at it. 
The poem was inspired by my own feelings of course, but a song gave me the idea. When I listen to music, images and words zing through my head, like popcorn erupting on a sizzling summers day. The quill and tablet beckon my attendance, but alas I cannot stay for I must go to work, so as to strum the harp on another day. It is time for a revolution folks. A revolution of love. The shores and seas of every continent are awash with blood. Lets stop the madness! I best stop here, or I’m liable to hop up on my hippy soapbox. I can’t get no respect!
Two ardent and sweaty animised shapes,
Figures drawn by concealing drapes,
From wall to wall, an ultimate escape,
Where sexuality is smelt from their embrace.
Tenderly comes the creature with two backs,
Softly it holds out, awaiting the climax,
Until this creature is one savage no longer,
Now two souls, with ties much stronger.
They are now one spirit, one speck of matter,
A connexion that will with trust never shatter,
The delicacy of unuttered love put to a test.
Should it collapse and fall?
Should it join all the rest?
Or, will its course stay straight and true?
Will its virtue last, shining through?
Time, bravery, intuition, and might
in this fallible world of black and white.
To her his unspoken love, a signal fire of light.
©Jefferson S. Davis
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