Tag: tanka

flesh merges with the slow stream flow of light and whispers

brushing aside summer clouds to bare it all boldly taking everything in this supermoon night

dark before dawn the supermoon’s shameless voyeur

strip slow to reveal the unexplored vastness of your flesh

are you not alive so breathe and be defiant

a gentle touch of lightning and the wails of dusk winds

veiled fingers of light trace and trail across summer fields

making sense of the magic that bleeds through the pale veil

soft shelled humans decaying in the light of the cold dusk

between the matted knots of leaves the darkness reimagined