koendriks kinky keepsakes

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Location: Belgium

there is something of nothing in me, that's quite a lot. +-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+- nothing is more important than nothing. -+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+- i graduated primary school, but all i had to know i learned in the kindergarten (robert fulghum). -+-+-+-+-+-

13/03/2007

backflash


when i was retaken you a while
in my dusty and confused mind
my eyes longing for your soul
i sensed your body all around
my breath shortening a whilst
my heart bangs out my breast
i sufficated because of you
and noticed a glimp of death
as i came united in your lap
it seems i give you all my love
and even pieces of my mind
i had to die a little bit when
i sensed you in the flesh
yes i died because of you
a bit of peaceful death
no wonder i remember it
back and back by flash

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12/03/2007

friend


i miss my friend in my land
the friend who gives direction
to a basic sense of sinful hang
where to be or not, you and me
i am not sure, i take your hand
to lead there where both we want
to be for once, to feel resurrexion


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11/03/2007

i feel your sorrow


i feel your sorrow
your excuse to leave
maybe it’s tomorrow
i wished to belief

the echo’s in my ears
i hear them yelling
set me up and my tears
wet tales of telling

why it is you refuse
my blooming rose
i have no excuse
except i am close

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09/03/2007

just imagine


just imagine how it is
your first lover's kiss
emptying your soul
that i from you stole

just imagine how it feels
the kiss on toes and heels
up to the longing thighs
where the rosyflower lies

just imagine how it sense
as i love you very tense
wanting more and more
even the hidden core

just imagine how the shade
from the falling sun in haste
covers your separating soul
leaving behind a lonely dole

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08/03/2007

mastering


what can i tell you more
than i have done before
why it is that i don't lay
in your caressing arms
mastering the barns
of oats in the farms
or the oath of betray
in a way that will harms
there must be an escape
in hope, glory and rape

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07/03/2007

no words


there are no words left for you to hear
there are no words that not are said
no words no words anywhere

there is nothing more to do then to search you
there is no nothing i can do to look you up
no nothing i can do more for luck

there is nothing more left than you to love
there is no nothing than to love you more
yes love you can i do anymore

there is nothing left then your loving heart
there is no nothing that is so hard
than loving you by smart

there is nothing left then your mating soul
there is no nothing for me to dole
yes loving you is my goal

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06/03/2007

oh my dear


half awake in the twillight
of light life and slumber sleep
i met you in between my dear
fulfilling the transparant need
of sleep with your breeding body
and to skirmish with your mind
from wich was born a mankind
from the most intimate place
no wonder i like thunder
me up and you under
in ultimate embrace

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05/03/2007

pain


what i didn't tell you
i was in such a pain
last time maybe the last
when i was on duty
so horrible chestpain
missing so entirely you
my cardiologist says
must be your love
i can not see in
the measurements of
pacings the lacings of
your heart and the smart

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04/03/2007

standby


i become sick of waiting
want the kick of mating
to fulfil my goal-objective
to share my dear selective
longing for an eternal lullaby
with the woman in standby

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03/03/2007

tears


i weep tears out of me
out of my lacrimal sea
the river of painful smart
directed from the heart

float away in the swamp
fill my brain with damp
deep down in the real me
there is a shine of thee

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02/03/2007

weeping willow


i weep with the weeping willow
that takes the rain from the bow
the droplets i filter for falling
my sober sadness is calling

the sky is sharing her tears
on my weeping head, my fears
are deep and i don’t wear a hat
i feel sorrow for my earthy bed

land and water are weeping
trying to hold and keeping
the rain is raised by the sea
the sky is showering on me

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01/03/2007

words


words only worthless words
not even feeling of a feeling
no glimp of sense only nerts
no present-ness for healing

words words nor magic words
can't give you real sensation
even if they are like swords
nil compared with relation

words words no lovely words
hollow phrases in narration
volatile flying humming birds
can't compete with incarnation

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