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
Copyright © Deborah Dambani | Year Posted 2017
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