I feel the poetry that is within
This
Moment of our
Entwining
The manner in which
We
Fold upon each other
Petals 
Retreating into
Nightly
Comforts, securities held
As 
Shields against the other
Side
While outside beasts and pacing
Devourers 
Of words and dogma shout
Misguided
Voices that speak harshly
In
Proper punctuation and orderly belief
Transgressing
Breaking the stems of poppies
While posturing
Pompously
Crushing the delicacy of
Us
Thus releasing the cries
Of our beautiful
Poesy

(this piece was inspired by some raw poetry over at The Naked Light. Thank you Nevine!)