Kisses
kaleidoscope of kindnesses
rain down upon my back..
knitted hats and knots untied
for those you have a knack...
karma chose you for me
to bounce upon your knee
just another kid at heart
is what I seem to be
kettles boil and time will keep
until the kite has flown
for knights like you are hard to find
once the kindest years are gone
knowledge isn't always friend
in fact.. sometimes is foe
but you my friend are the best of kings
a peasant girl could know
kisses melt the coldest heart
like candy in the palm
but keepers come but once along
to the weary heart a balm
now knobs and knives and fishing things
we pack into a sack
and hand in hand we walk along
ahead.. we don't look back..
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