Kevin Devon Robinson's Poetry

  • Tortured Love

    Your Body is holy,

    my body is dirty,

    Damn me for living,

    This hellish life,

    Cleanse me my love,

    And free me of This hellish World,

    Where nights and days No longer Exist.

    Nightmares I resists.

    For Every hour, Every Second,

    Every minute, Every moment,

    I’m forever Tortured by your love,

    Forever-more K. Devon….  Tortured love


    By K. Devon Robinson ©2008