Here is my poem:

CADENCE


The simple rhythm of permissions
and persuasions flung against the wall
and archly abandoned on the floor.

Slow murmurs and mumbles mounting,
Muffled against the shuffle of sheets.
Impromptu syncopation aroused

By repetitions.
The staccato
Increases
pulsing

coming

to completion.

Faint, muted, blurred and blushed,
Rumpled, tender, lulled and hushed.