Who is fighting for peace anymore?
Making love in the early morning
Is an act of resistance,
I have decided
Loving you is the better path
I have found solace in surrender.
I melt over you like culinary art
Letting your softness smoothen my rough edges
Releasing my fists from their violence
From another day of failing to comprehend
The incessant killing of the innocent.
How can I disrupt the torture?
All I know is the release of tension
From my face and your touch.
Don’t let me lose you in the chaos.
Just twist your arms around my waist
Pulling me in, exhaling, breathing.
For once, humanity is easy.
The Creation of Adam, Michelangelo