All That's Left To Share - A Poem by Moe

"tal vez sois como nIños, tal vez ya descubrís juegos prohibidos 

y hartos de luna, sentís por vez primera soledad..."

come see the man that sits in place

his legs go crossed with ease

and watch him as he steals the face

of one he seeks to please

his gaze is set to see insides

on past the iris hue

to greet the soulish door that glides

with cream that draws her dew

his knowing sees this night ahead

with no speech left to give

for all that needs already said

with nights in place to live

so without force or crudest plot

he sits at ease to wait

to see the gaze that he just caught

fulfill connection's fate

there is no reason for to plead

when all's been done at heart

for all that's left is for the need

to manifest it's start

until that time all life goes on

with twists and turns to bear

yet room inside is kept foregone 

for all that's left to share

~Moses Apollo