Upon nightscapes Your body is dressed in moonlight I place my hands on your hips And curl my fingers around the bone I drink you in like black coffee; Slow and strong My humanity revels in yours for moments I bare my teeth While you bare your soul.
We remain in shadows of cemetery gravestones forever blessed by the night
Strong poem. Especially with the references. "I drink you in like black coffee; Slow and strong. My humanity revels in yours for moments." I like the concept of the poem you have going for it.
I like the visions create by this amazing poem.
"I bare my teeth
While you bare your soul."
We can learn a lot in the mist of a graveyard. A strong ending to a outstanding poem.
Coyote