Poems from MozoVoid

Western Philosopher and Poet in a world of famished minds and unquenchable souls.
There was a looming sadness cast over the age of men, a shadow of the greatness to come. In dark corners, secluded from the world we were...
There’s something intresicly human about falling in love with the sky. The vastness of the ever changing painting that hangs above our...
She swayed like a thick haze across hot, wet pavement, with a smell equally intoxicating. You could practically taste the adventure of love...