Molden Poems - Poems about Molden

...Hideous..! he speaketh. His name was Abe of Jabob. His tongue was black of Ivory his skin as florescent as the new moon Hideous..! he spaketh again, mocking the molden doll, Sally His eyes curve ......Read the rest...

...To meet someone of your perfection, I have beholden I've seen it in your oculus glass, protecting the golden You are the culmination of what life has molden Simultaneous impressions of heart and s......Read the rest...

...Will You Open ? All these years later I still dream of you A day in the park Late spring Under that tree Hiding from the sun Half asleep You Tracing secrets In the palm of my hand Whispe......Read the rest...