Grey Love

 The hours in a day are short and creed
 Spare thought to our blistering wind and brick
 When privacy knows more of others; heed
 For the light is giving out, thus be quick

 As youth, abstinence is of our course none
 Breathe with me, and our love will barrage
 Boundaries of night and day are undone
 In a marked place used by the entourage

 Awaking to the smell of each other
 Softly, midst drops of sunrise, do we speak
 Handsomely, in my ear, your voice hovers 
 Leaving our joy as nothing but unique

 So luxurious is our love so gay
 Do impairing thoughts account only while grey