James H.C King Poems

Loving kiss and long blind passsion
That does shape life, does fashion
warm tendern nights and sensual kissing
your warm caress, a ken am wishing
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Walking up steep hills carrying bags of coal
kids pulling on the tail end of my coat
the rain is beating on my face rolling down my eyebrows, i can taste it
my back aches my legs are buckling under the pressure
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In our comfort we lie in relitiveness,
then uncertainty flashes upon us out of the blue,
it devours our existance with emotion,
so crippleing we will not eat,
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