Kiss the sky ...
Biography of Kiss the sky ...
Just your average working class guy who happens to be gay.
Kiss the sky ...'s Works:
One so far...second one out this Xmas!
Kiss the sky ... Poems
River Phoenix 1970-1993
In the Viper room, where the music's loud young Hollywood stars stand so proud amongst them is RIVER, aged twenty three who at 2am, would no longer be
Big and bald, gold tooth, tattooed and a voice that won’t shout that’s all you see then you make your mind up instantly you are quite sure you’re right and you have no doubt. so to you I am what I appear to be
Disturbing The Priest.
The good life is a contradiction, Because of the crucifixion. So if you’re ready, and have the need, I’ll take your soul, and plant my seed.
I’ve got a secret, that I need to tell, My life is not great, it’s a living hell. What do I do, to feed my soul?
Haunting contact in my dreams emotions react for the keeper of my dreams
Kiss The Sky
In the dark midnight hour Comes to light a unique power Returning spirits begin the season Haunting our dreams, defying reason
Together in loves caress, Fast beating heart, the only is “yes”. I smile as I look into his eyes, Heavy breathing and satisfied sighs.
Mothers Of The Disappeared
A child no longer seen all they have is all they dream say goodbye to the child they've reared my heart goes out to you
Kiss The Sky
In the dark midnight hour
Comes to light a unique power
Returning spirits begin the season
Haunting our dreams, defying reason
Some lie awake awaiting a sign
Others stay asleep to waste their time
Spirits dance all through the night
Endlessly wandering a lonely plight
Over the horizon the dawn breaks