The Kolo Kenneth Kadiri Blog

All my eggs are cast in one The other baskets have shells Rotten eggs don't sink in a basin My heart flows like clear water The hone...

I had him between my legs It was my first, and it ached I laid helpless in throbbing pains At his mercy while he raged Grueso...

You are the silo of my thoughts Where the pollens graze Where the scythes leash in Famished gardens of my heart Where hungry pests flirt Bl...