Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

I climb the ladder
toward the stars
step up and over
onto the cooling tar
the sun said goodbye
hours ago
i open the chaise lounge
study the shades of gray webbing
face the fading pink sky
fantasize
'bout what i want to do to you
this is not our first tryst
Luna and I come here often
without shame,
we touch each other
from head to stone
unturned
we know we have a good thing
we never take each other for granted

Neat poem.

you trade neon for stars
bourbon to ease the blessing
you favor nights with moon
though she subdues stars
her ghostly pale silver beams
shrink the vastness of space
the alternate terrain