Tuesday, September 6, 2016

The Navigator - A Poem by Moe


come hit me up to hit me low
my best is why I bleed
to touch me in that place you know
that satiates my need

I speak the truth I tell no lies
when matters deal in touch
for I seek out all truest highs
when hunger pains this much

but you won't taste the full of me
until your walls rescind
for then you'll know the man set free
to navigate your wind

~Apollo 

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