It Appeals to Me; Grave Love

A beauty, fashioned with darkness,
To fall in love with darkness
is to feel light in the heart,
Oh black beauty.
You are the apple of my choice.

Loved at the age
most ripped for love.
Desired when such is wishful
Until nature revealed you to me,
I never know the meaning of love.

When you laugh,
light emerges from the darkness of your beauty.
Most interesting is not only
the humanity you are,
But the kind of love
your Being can offer.

In humanity, and readiness,
Do you render love.
I owe you nothing but 'Love'
May all belong to the grave,
If love is denied thee.