Poem Hunter
Poems
Dealer

Dealer

Back ally i see you
my hands are in pocket
smug smile
streets in winter i see you
green face of mine
i just want more
u give it to me
i cant get enough
its like a drug to me
when can i say stop
never is the answer i just want more and more

User Rating: 5,0 / 5 ( 1 votes ) 2

Other poems of MARSHALL (22)

Comments (2)

Interesting viewpoint. I wrote one a couple of years ago from a different perspective called ' Tracks ' I'd love you to read it, I was making a statement at the time. You don't need to comment.
A great poem, a great write.