Before Romance Was Born Poem by Kevin East

When the sun made love
To the moon
And gave birth to the stars.
The mother venus
And
Her husband Mars
Just smiled.
And flew the blue
Flag of the sky.
And breathed fragrances
That rose so high
From the flora
Way below.
Then miracles did blaze
And grow.
In the heavens
-And through the fields did grow.
Sprayed with colours unknown.
Before romance was born.
In infant world forlorn.
You could hear a constellation cry.
And all the tears
Fell on a thirsty land.
Leaving great oceans
On a bed of sand.
To surge.
One man
And woman did emerge.
To touch and kiss
And quench the urge.
Preventing one last dawn-
Then bliss.
The earth was happy and did spin.
In its dance
After romance was born.
After aeons of chance
Hearts were thrilled.
Wine was chilled.
Rivers did run
With silver thread.
And as the moon
Left her mate the sun
In bed,
She sang
To every bell that ever rang
In a soul.
As the waves
With a drum roll
Crashed.
And the wind turned to breeze.
And brought stars to their knees.
To the sound of a distant horn.
Just after romance was born.