Living Memorial

He’s the dark side of poetry  
With heart  
Fed up  
He’ll tell you how fucked up  
Everything is  
But this friend of mine  
Has seen it time and time again  
How life  
Just  
Doesn’t  
Give  
A shit  
And I get it  
I do  
He’s also got one of the kindest hearts  
He doesn’t like suffering  
Of any kind  
It’s too relatable  
I see you, my friend, I do  
We all hide behind something  
And yeah, I may be outing you  
But so do you  
So, unleash the darkness  
Let the fury fly  
We can take it  
As long as you keep writing  
I’ll keep reading  
(I’m glad you’re here)

The Kissing Place
Is magical
But it’s the man behind the words
That makes it so
His romanticism guarantees a swoon
With words that flow effortlessly
Over your body
Like a warm bath
Soothing
Painting lingual masterpieces on fleshy canvas
Your heart will skip a beat
As he lifts you into the paradise of his words
Challenging societal norms
Taboo topics
Nothing is off limits
Respectful and romantic
His poems transport you to a world
Where it’s all about YOU
My friend
A poet trained by Eros
And nurtured by Venus in the ways of love
A true erotic idealist
Passionate, tender, adventurous and sentimental
Meet him at The Kissing Place
And find out for yourself


You won’t be disappointed
(wink)