midnight


where dreams awake

and reality slumbers

the moon smiles and the stars,

fiery like candles

burns away the remnants of day

night stands proud and the sun

hides behind the cloak of the blackest of skies

dawn still sleeps

 

midnight

i lay beside you

silent, like a shadow

i plant a kiss, yet you do not stir

outside, the wind whispers your name

and we are still

 

midnight

black, like satin, flowing freely

smooth like the still waters

cold like december

sleep slowly creeping, like my fingers combing your hair

 

midnight

you wake and smile

teeth like diamonds gleaming

in the dark

you take me

and i, you

 

midnight

the wolves howl

and i moan

deep. deeper into the darkness

silken kisses, masking the hunger

that night awakened

 

at midnight.

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18 thoughts on “midnight

    1. true that! sigh, i think these are the days where we need to get used to being alone. and besides, most of the time we’re at work at night, nothing to miss, really. πŸ™‚

  1. Cofiboi, I feature poetry on my site once a month and would like to Midnight in April if you wouldn’t mind. You will get a link back to your blog and full credit for the poem. Also three times a year I will post the previous four months of poetry into one large post, yours included.

    If you would like to see the first Poetic License to see what it looks like before deciding, here is the link. (http://morningerection.wordpress.com/2010/09/20/poetic-license/).

    Whatever you decide, this is a great poem. Thanks for your consideration.

      1. Thank you, I have added the poem to the scheduled post for March. I’m not used to such a fast response so I thought I would have to add you to April. Thanks again and I will try to remember to contact you before the post comes out to remind you.

        Tom

      2. haha, that’s cuz i’m online most of the time. πŸ™‚
        well, thanks for moving my poem to march, will wait for it for sure. πŸ™‚

  2. huy jedi! how are you blubayu? hihi.

    hindi ko alam pero parang sweet na parang sad etong description mo ng darkest hour of the night. anyway highway, anuman yun, winur pa rin itong poem mo. hihi. napapadalas ang pagiging makata mo lately ah πŸ™‚

    1. jayvie, i think mas effective ako na poet. naks. πŸ™‚
      this blog kasi is turning out to be an online diary, kaya i’m trying out a new direction. hehe.

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