Frank Kemble

Frank Kemble

  • Frank Kemble
    Published 2 years ago
    Submissive Reality

    Submissive Reality

    Take a look in your soul, see if the crying has stopped! See if my love hath taken your heart to make light, where your hair is so lovely fair, You can take this luminous gleaming heart – Take it from my hands, like a new start, use it to bring that love from the dark.
  • Frank Kemble
    Published 2 years ago
    A Castle That Be

    A Castle That Be

    Oh what a muse this castle be, deep in the forest of evergreen-sun beams, for eyes to please; Yet, this castle, was a trip to dare, in all its hassle of getting there – Yet, fair, so beautifully vivid in sunlight glare. Such a place for poetic bliss, while this pen slings feelings of kiss!
  • Frank Kemble
    Published 2 years ago
    Daughter Adored

    Daughter Adored

    Daughter,
  • Frank Kemble
    Published 2 years ago
    This Pounding Euphoric Love

    This Pounding Euphoric Love

    Pounding, beautiful-euphoric love; Wanting someone so bad it hurts to move, too much to breathe—Pulsates and saturates, ripping you apart with a fire so alive, to romance them and kiss em so damn good it spins their head and knocks them on their ass.
  • Frank Kemble
    Published 2 years ago
    Love in the Autumn, Like Leaves Bare

    Love in the Autumn, Like Leaves Bare

    In the deepest manners of life, through many years of lonely nights, I found this vibrant buzzing, stunning and running through my heart, nuzzling.
  • Frank Kemble
    Published 2 years ago
    Stars for Crying

    Stars for Crying

    Under the seductive, scintillating stars of night, through sadness of heart so weary in fright, by tears of cold and stories untold, heartbreak can look upon - look for the soul so bright - shining in the sky of beautiful light, where stars supine, like tree's of pine, so high and thrusting in midnight cry.