Poems from PaulMoore71
"Only time will tell" she said
Well its seems as if he keeps talking to me
His mouth is moving in your ear
But you refuse to hear em
...
What more can one man deliver...
Love bleeding like sweat from my pores...
Open opportunities shut off...
Like closed doors...
Sticking...
As I begin to speakOf these qualities in which I seekAnd as I begin to dive deepInto this creature that has creepedInto my dreams as I...
1.
Along the many empty streets,
The only object in motion
Is the hair of the woman.
2.
I was of three men
Like the...