Poetry of K. William Spencer

You sit calmly In the midsts of passing people Embracing your voice Caressing it in your arms Then, softly You begin to speak. You ha...

"He came at night Exposed my body Got on top of me Touched me Bit me Sucked and swallowed When he was satisfied  He left I was hurt B...

You know You understand Love and Sensuality Are not Separate They are One. To touch To be touched To caress To be caressed. Fin...

As I sit listening to music that embraces my soul I am at ease Peace reigns Per chance With fingertip I brush my nose Catch the scent...

I see you across a crowded room You, by some form of intelligence You sense my eyes My attention is on you. You turn and look into my e...

With heart broken My will all but broken and gone On beds edge I sit Wanting to dream. Longing for the escape to happy days long ago ...

The following was written in February 2007.  Not one of my favorite times. What is duende? I am duende Acknowledged? Yes. Of true valu...