Maiden poem, composed while driving home from work

Turn on the CD, darling, listen close
Or else the TV, let us watch the shows.
When rolling beats and air raid siren screams
Fill up the air and take your breath, it seems
My pulse is beating faster, oh, so fast
The heat is rising, can that tension last ?
Now hold me tighter, hug me, love me, kiss
For this is heaven, darling, this is bliss:
When our love-embrace momentum gains
With Iron Maiden pounding in my veins

(written in April 2004)