02-24-2015, 01:38 AM
They lick the moon,
waiting for him,
he skips through the sap of lost warmth
I lick the full moon
under the black skirt
of midnight
waiting for him,
he skips through the sap of lost warmth
I lick the full moon
under the black skirt
of midnight
My new watercolor: 'Nightmare After Christmas'/Chris

