Bleary eyed

Bleary eyed
    and sleepy still
I unwrapped you
    of the morning
like careful fruit
    with forbidden flesh
made sweeter by 
    the scorning

My hands still shaky
    from kisses sweet
and the dark hours
    of night's embrace
I checked to see
    if fastened vines
my heart had left
    in sliv'ry trace

While you slept
    I looked inside your chest
to see what there
    was growing
I saw my heart
    with quiet eyes
to you side its self
    was gently sewing

I saw my heart 
    with quiet eyes
to your side its self
    was gently sewing