The Need - A Poem by Moe

 

this beast that stands in view

designed to mend the break

till hearts again beat true

and love takes breath to wake

whose heart is set to bleed

and love the piece you want

to manifest the need

of taste beyond the taunt

now "destined" holds your place

your drip upon his door

this branded loves embrace

bleeds out the need for more

~moses apollo