Eric Cockrell

Under Whose Moon? - Poem by Eric Cockrell

whose lips do you kiss in your sleep?
whose hands upon your breast?
whose voice do you hear
in the shudder of dreams...
whose hot breath upon your neck?
whose wetness feeds your hunger?
whose fire? and who stirs the embers?
whose howl? whose mount?
whose furred claw digging into your flesh?
whose darkness... under whose moon!

Comments about Under Whose Moon? by Eric Cockrell

  • (8/16/2012 4:14:00 AM)

    love that embraces openly with the fever of the full moon bright flames with true mating of souls (Report) Reply

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  • Captain Cur (8/15/2012 6:01:00 PM)

    If a man doesn't howl, if a man doesn't dig and claw,
    who would know he was even here. The moon is the
    sun of the night. If a man doesn't claim her, she
    belongs to no one.
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  • (8/14/2012 5:27:00 PM)

    A fantastic poem, like it. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, August 14, 2012

Poem Edited: Wednesday, August 15, 2012

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