More Of my Poems What Do you Think?

Question:Where I begin
your end
snowflake haikus
melt into
crystalline awareness.

I guard
your quivered sleep.
Your skin beats moisture.
The beckoning jugular
that is your mind.

My pointing teeth.

A universe
of frozen sharp relief,
the icy darts your voice
in my inebriated veins
in yours.

Best Answer - Chosen by Asker: Where I begin
your end
snowflake haikus
melt into
crystalline awareness.

I guard
your quivered sleep.
Your skin beats moisture.
The beckoning jugular
that is your mind.

My pointing teeth.

A universe
of frozen sharp relief,
the icy darts your voice
in my inebriated veins
in yours.

think they are getting darker lol

wow, love it :)

It sounds like a vampire to me do you read at all just curious

I loved your other poem about "running out of color" and this one really has some beautiful phrases but I don't understand what is being conveyed.

You are clearly masterful with words, though!

i agree. sounds dark............