Pen The Whole - A Poem by Moe

And she said:

"Give me a reason to love you. Give me a reason to be

a woman. I just want to be a woman..."

what is new come bleedin old

the fever hits you fast

diddle diddle till you're sold

to fevers flow he cast

passion's flame defines his quill

he's bled out all he's writ

etched in soul for now until 

your beacons have been lit

forward play from hunger pains

whose distance has no role

lightly mines your hunger stains

till quill can pen the whole

~moses apollo 

Someplace, Somewhere - A Story by Moe

"Oh, you are in my blood like holy wine

You taste so bitter and you taste so sweet..."

she: "why are your glasses empty? I made those
special.."

he: "I know love, I drank them all..."

she: "so soon?..."

he: "of course! don't worry...I hold their taste to
memory..."

she: "so I take it you'll be leaving then"

he: "no...we both know there's no leaving now. even
if I did uhm, what'd you call it? "leave"..."

she: "then why did you drink them so fast?"

he: "mmm well...I kinda dig the way you pour..."

...

~moses apollo

Hunger - A Poem by Moe

"...as birds take flight..."

A poetic lovers passion has purposed two celestial bodies to be driven to surrender by an impulse...a hunger that ferociously craves its long overdue meal...

Beautifully soft, lightly sweetened skin...now his to devour. Hard battle scarred muscle and bone...now hers to enjoy. Standing behind the beauty to his beast with nothing but skin between them. Hunger drives them both to steady seethe as their labored breath does it's best to keep up with their quickened heartbeat...

Expectations and fear flee the moment's slow and steady climb as he turns her around to look into the soul he would make love to. All the while, slowly making his way to satiate their need to touch, to hold, to kiss...to climb and to lift into position for pleasured peak in this their dance of ecstasy...

To taste and become consumed by Aphrodite's elixir as he gets lost in the moment when her pleasure becomes his own. For her sweet implosion and for him to bathe in her essence...

He is, she is, they are...hunger...

~Moses Apollo  

What I Know - A Word by Moe

"Inside my heart there's a fire. Burning out of control..."

my blues is soft and slow but don't get it twisted ain't none of me low. it's all about the flow you dig? it's the cry outside the lie. the unsubtle high of epiphany. you declarin "I'm leavin and cleavin" or "I'm hungry and heavin". your hot and heavy straight on steer and your road? sweet-like and clear. you finally feel the real. you love, you hate, in either state? you done with the placate. you walkin and talkin, knowin what you know you dig?

and what I know? life and love is ever-new. life and love...is ever-you. that daydream feel? is flowin pretty damn real. easy baby...

~moses apollo