Kevin East Poems

Jazz
Is my thing.
It's like
Zing
...

You stand behind
The candle of a memory.
Lit
Like a portrait
...

Let's go sit on the roof
And watch the stars.
And listen to bells
That don't exist.
...

Can you feel my kiss.
Hear my lines
Dance and vibrate.
Pull the blinds,
...

Only for love would I die.
Not for the stars that twinkle
In Heaven's eye
In my dreams.
...

You are my cherry pie
You taste so sweet.
You're strawberries
For my cream.
...

I awake
To new year blue.
Shimmering on horizons
Unseen.
...

I feel you in the sunshine.
Your scent
Fills the garden of a memory.
And I always find
...

Wherever you are.
Before I overdose
Or I am comatose.
In a blazing car.
...

Great love
Orbited the earth
Just before our birth.
As our souls
...