Kness Poems - Poems about Kness

... Forevermore, I am your lover, Orfeo….. My arms wrapped softly about your kness As you strummed your guitar, Orfeo, Your love songs, floating in a Brazilian breeze. Our life and love......Read the rest...

...I was once on the block doin nothin but chasing dreams bein a shadow to a phantom you kno what i mean. my goals were only one an that was make it thru the day an my acheivements was only one an......Read the rest...

...When your love feels absent I feel a tear drop Down my cheek like the rain Drops they pour over me, Like a shower of sadness. The absence of your love, Destroys my mind Like a wrecking ball I......Read the rest...

...High on the smell of burning flesh Rusty floated over to Linda. Pulling Linda's hand out of her pants he sucked and licked her juices off her fingers. "How do I taste?" "As sweet as honey.......Read the rest...

...Being depressed sucks i sit on my bed crying thinking I might as well just die sitting on my bed hearing guys call me ugly worse a witch out of the blue i felt like getn up for drink then he come......Read the rest...

...I used to write of sorrow the pleasure of the pain I used to sing the blues tears fall like waters rained I used to fear tomorrow thought i'd lost my way Hiding from the truth kness bend......Read the rest...

...the clock on the wall goes tick tock i have missed my chance tick tock and i lost my best friend tick tock and i found my life love tick tock and i see things diffrent tick tock and i fallin to......Read the rest...

...Oh me oh my the clock strokes mid of night Time for the sisters to have some wiccan delight. It is known as the witching hour Oh Blessed Be ...feel their powers! They call upon the powers of ea......Read the rest...

...MEMO FROM SANTA, THERE WILL BE NO CHRISTMAS THIS COMING SEASON.. I SUPPOSE YOU WANT TO KNOW MY WHOLE REASON. EVERY YEAR I GET THIS CHRISTMAS LIST. THE MORE I READ IT THE MORE IT GIVES ME FITS. I......Read the rest...

...My love lies bleeding among the meadowbeauties, purple, entangled by hairy caltrop around her delicate feet and ankles. Climbing upward, its thistled fruit prick my fingers and palms; as I unsnar......Read the rest...