In My Defence Poem by Gordon D Wilkinson

A kiss as sweet as the morning dew
Like tremors volcanic run through
Waves rushing through my veins
So fast and loud just like trains
Tingling nerves scream
Is this a dream?
Voices explode in my head
Its only passion it must be said
Totally being elated
Feelings sated
In this peace I curl
She’s a woman not a girl
Knowing my stonewall
How to make it crumble and fall
Exposing my high defence
With her eloquence
Reaching where no other can
In my defence, I’m just a man