a single fragile rose's petal
    crimsons my cheek,
     splashing me with you
    in an afternoon's fancy . . .
   slipping away into the next hug,
    a feeling never charted
      grasps the need and simply smiles.
   no longer a need for proof
     in our new shelter--
      the softest of barriers,
       enough to shield us from
        evil so gleefully expressed
     by hordes jealous for not being us...
   but time again now
     to suppress the rage
      and penetrate the whole of you...