Before the Sunrise

I was yours before clouds formed across morning sky, when panes get misty, and finger tips rosy with blood. I was yours before the sunrise, you and me beneath the shade of apple trees, lustful intents dripped from lips flavoured at crunches of leathery flesh: exhilaration, heaves of sugary sweetness. In the darkness, we glowed, my heart one with yours, a wick on a candle stick lit up with the flames of love, then beating like a red drum, our hearts still, sounding a chorus echoed in the dark silence, a thump! and a thump! Into your rock steady stance, I fall into an embrace like paper written with words of amour read out loud covering your chest, I shall with my ebony hair, and entangle my fingers in the twist on your head, till slumber ropes our eye lids in a knot And tie us in a bond of the night love comes once you'll say and as long as we are, I am yours forever Till the day breaks