A Delivered Destiny, Deserved and Desired

November 10, 2019 ~ kevinkaz4 ~ Leave a comment

Delivering yourself to destiny is only deserved if you desire it. A long test, time and time again, lackluster. To most people this was okay, to others it was unacceptable. Barely achieving, a cheated destiny, a D- was passing, but wasn’t sharp enough to cut it. It was then that a whole heart could never be full without a full ambition and a full ambition was the first step to the script of destiny. The only policy is the truth to yourself, and wondering instead of doing is the opposite of the golden ticket. Delivering yourself to destiny is only deserved if you desire it.

Give

September 13, 2019October 25, 2019 ~ kevinkaz4 ~ Leave a comment

The best thing about you is that I can give you all the love in the world and you will give it right back. I will never be drained, instead I will constantly be renewed. It will be an uncontrollable cycle of love that eventually will awaken us both.

Editing

August 10, 2019 ~ kevinkaz4 ~ 4 Comments

I would love to hear some experiences on editing…

How many drafts do you write?
Does it take you longer to edit than write your story?
Do you often change the dynamics of your story?

Anything you want to share with me would be greatly appreciated, thanks, much love!

Love, verbs, nouns

August 8, 2019October 25, 2019 ~ kevinkaz4 ~ Leave a comment

Work is not a verb.

Work is a noun.

Love is a noun.

Love is a verb.

Grounding

August 1, 2019October 25, 2019 ~ kevinkaz4 ~ 5 Comments

The sunset told my thoughts to leave,

It opened the bridge of liberation,

That connected my heart to my mind.

Grounding me to a moment of eternal length,

Equipped with a crystal clear vision,

Divined senses,

All coming together in a moment,

shared with the universe.

4/5

Featured ~ kevinkaz4 ~ 2 Comments

Rosy cheeks curl in unison to the ends of your lips , a perfect smile of beauty holding my vision hostage.

Sniffing your scents, unfamiliar to your concentrated bliss, unique to only you.

A flavor rich in uncertainties and insecurities swooshes around in my mouth, relishing on your codependence, my taste is satisfied.

Listening to your heart beat, present, my ears hear your spirits and attach to your presence.

An uncertain feeling of your mutual feelings, I sit as that similar to a bucket without water, a heart unable to touch your bliss, 4 of 5 senses satisfied, the feeling of you I’ll truly miss.