Poems from Kay Nyne
The bar is being lowered and the skirts are getting higher
Women turning from ladies into objects of desire
With a female right beside her...
No one moves until you're in motion
A lot of times when the chapter is closing
Just a moment too little too late
We done already served the...
Why give your soul to be controlled
It's not your role to carry all the load
As he sits on his ass and grows old
masquerading his...
As the days goes
My mind grows
Sharper than knives
Sweeter than the honey hives
My character shows
And the wise knows
Beautiful be my...
I just wanna talk to you
I know you hardly know me and this isn't something we often do
But really I just wanna talk to you
Just a call or...