Love Poem: Revival of the Fittest - Time To Surrender

Revival of the Fittest - Time To Surrender

Darwin's survival of the fittest 
Could speak of the rarest 
Then why not of love? 
Which is talk of the town. 

Behind the bushes, above the hills 
I find the couples opening seal 
Outing and dating they name it 
Body for All, they say it.

A sheer lust I see in both 
The unending formalities in growth 
The gorgeous and dirtiest 
The fabulous and funniest. 

Soothing pleasure and softening postures 
Groaning and moaning creatures 
Sleeping days and weeping nights 
Remembering dates,  lateral fights. 

Come on,  you are not so rich 
So clean to go with this.....t 
You gotta stop it at this 
As you will be nowhere running on this. 

A revival is expected for love 
The real Marvel and Spencer's love 
For you can destroy the word love 
But not the meaning of love. 
Here is the time for the fittest 
To return, surrender and revive 
Either be in it and perish 
Or come out and flourish.

Dated 10th September 2016.