The sun dips low,
a syrupy amber.
We're down here,
swimming lazy laps
in the sweet liquor
of a shared dream.
The bottle curves,
our world a tight embrace.
You exhale bubbles of laughter,
I chase them with my eyes.
Each sip from the top
pulls us closer,
warmer,
we understand
that this tiny, bottled ocean
is big enough
for just us.
message.
Paul Moore is a North Carolina–based Black poet who channels family, ancestry, and memory into reflective verse, honoring resilience, lineage, and the shared journeys that shape identity and strength.
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