Spectrum Poem by Stefanie Fontker

The invisible spectrum is an unspoken kiss,
Deep in the skin of a million and one.
One must only name one’s self,
Rather than stalk an innocent to insanity.

Gender comes forth a controversy,
Red in the hands of the war hungry.
Arrogant to argue state of mind,
Stupid to debate a heart’s true call.

Underneath the finger of a master,
Decided for the individual is all.
Eternal salvation now a warped dream,
Love is renamed, a breeding contract.

Rescued by an internal knight,
An illusion of decorated self.
Basking in orgasmic self-realization,
Poured over by an angel’s sweet touch.

To find one’s self in an ocean,
Once drowning but now floating.
The heart comes home quietly,
Dressed for a lover’s marriage.