Poems from Kalenza
The kind of love I have to give I can't just give away freely.
People don't respect nor understand the type of love I have to offer.
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That motive and drive and that angel that come over men to get a woman back into their life... where does that go to keep her entertained...
Roses are red is really and only a half truth. And that use to be something that I wanted to spit to you. At first I was gonna do it...
Dear Love,
Let me inhale your exhale. When you first met me I was as sweet as they come.
I was loving, I was open,I was kind. But then I...
Impossible
Does that word ring a bell?
When a guy says it’s impossible to satisfy a girl,
Or when a girl says it’s impossible for a guy to...