Beneath the Night

Beneath the Night

A Poem by LivingDeath

Body to body beneath the night
the arch of your back in the pale moon light,
these hands that brush your velvet thighs
will never let you feel goodbye.

One million lights crash into shore
we lay here on this white sand floor,
a kiss for every star we see
the crickets sing to our hearts so free.

But lets take it back for story's sake 
back when hell was all but fake,
when smiles came from razor blades
to give us scars that never fade.

Back when life was all but bright
like our hearts, the black of night,
tormented, abused, never loved
lost all faith in a world above.

But then one day I felt a pain
and from the dark a shadow came,
broke and bleeding from the wrist
my angel whom I once had kissed.

And time went on to sew our hearts
into one another's arms,
initials carved into our soul
healed the scars the past would hold.

Now we lay beneath the night
under stars and pale moon light,
peaceful sleep away from harm
knotted in each others arms. 

© 2011 LivingDeath


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I love it.. an amazing journey between the two...xx

Posted 12 Years Ago


The rhyme here is very good. I like the part ' Lets go back for story's sake'...You wrote this in a very interesting way...intriguing.

Posted 12 Years Ago


Great rhyme while it gracefully tells the story of life and the power of love.

Posted 12 Years Ago


i loved this a lot
Great work :)

Posted 12 Years Ago


Aww I really like this poem :)
I like how you portrayed it :)
Keep up the good work and thanks for sharing :D

~A Fallen Heroine~


Posted 12 Years Ago


Like the imagery, it runs through your words to create a turning sensual dance of beauty and change, through your stanzas the transformation grows from a bleeding wound to a stitched healing as you stop the flow with love entwining with the emotion trying to become one with the beauty.

Posted 12 Years Ago



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LivingDeath

Abbotsford, British Columbia, Canada



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