the sacred act of love
intimacy hidden in
dark shrouds of passion
a chore to endure
by word of marriage law
after solemn vow
the shaming of love
perversion of pure feeling
the shame is on them
words softly spoken
whisper ‘I love you’ as lips
unite in a kiss
no pausing for thought
love; the one truth that matters
it’s never a crime
© JG Farmer 2016
Form: Choka
17 unit onji
The Boy Poet 