After the sun is quiet in the sky,
a new birth is born in the still of the night.
The moon calls for me to catch a ride on its
beams, the darkness holds me as long as I let her.
I see no fear nor any pain, just the stillness in her arms.
She breaths softly on my neck as I let her for it feels as
no other feeling before, she is there for me and for you.
She is death and no one can get away, its a test we all must
face. The darkness is the love we must embrace.
Great write Brandon, such imagery in your style of writing.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Interesting idea, developing death and love entwined.