early-morning-light

Stars had long disappeared
When my eyes first opened.
In early light of morning,
There he lay, aroused,
Arousing my dark desires.

Grin upon his face was priceless,
Revealing more than words could say.
Words lay upon a page in black and white,
But his cheeks were blushing
With the rose of morning glories.

He grinned and licked his lips.
Slowly, I knew our destinies
Would be densely intertwined,
Perfectly aligned between the sheets,
As I prepared myself to make it happen.

In morning, there is no darkness
To hide our smoldering fires.
Whispered kisses become the lyrics;
Music and rhythm a shared intimacy lengthens,
Long hard loving at the break of day.