Noises in the night time,
banging and booming,
Coyotes howling to the moon.
Cows mooing in their pins,
Foxes fight in the street like ladies screaming.
And us.
A new noise in the night time.
But certainly a liked sound by me,
and certainly a sound only two have ever heard:
you and me.
the skin, the bones,
and sometimes the shower
I wonder if I will ever get tired of your skin
on mine?
Of your shoulders tattooed and never going back?
Of your whispers in my ear?
And then I think,
Sick of that?
Never.
These star reflections of carved glass cups,
encasing our love.
Only two people have heard,
the noises in the night time.