K. Wisendanger

Joined October 2020

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A literary architect who builds worlds with words.

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A Poor Mans Armor
My jeans are Rustler. My shoes are not name brand. My jacket is made by Starter. I can afford a Lamborghini,
By K. Wisendanger a day ago in Styled
A.U.T.O.
I miss it when I was treated like a Ferrari. Now, my buyer has fallen in love with a Harley. My buyer was delighted with my model and make.
By K. Wisendanger 6 days ago in Wheel
Unemployed
Here is another day of putting in applications. I wonder if intellectuality is a minimum qualification... Is a relationship viewed as a temporary occupation?
By K. Wisendanger 10 days ago in Confessions
Deeper Than What We Hear
Music serves dual purposes: entertainment and subliminal influence. It increases your blood flow to the brain regions that generate and control emotions.
By K. Wisendanger 12 days ago in Beat
Time To Have Secs
Overview Sex is important to maintain a healthy relationship. Every second during sex counts. Lack of sex and poor quality of sex can adversely impact your mood and well-being in both apparent and subtle ways.
By K. Wisendanger 14 days ago in Lifehack
M.U.S.I.C.
Melodies Used to get Souls In the devil’s Control
By K. Wisendanger 15 days ago in Poets
L.I.F.E
Learning Information From all of your Experiences
By K. Wisendanger 16 days ago in Poets
G.H.O.S.T.
I have become a ghost. Awaiting the day I re-incarnate, but I would need a body to become my host. I remember the good times…cheers—to those I toast. And then…there were the bad times. I know there was a reason for them both. To the bad times I have experienced I hold a grudge. I see a closed door; its crevices are streaming with light, I twist the knob but it won’t budge.
By K. Wisendanger 17 days ago in Poets
P.O.L.I.C.E.
Professional Officer of the Law Improving Communities on Earth
By K. Wisendanger 18 days ago in Poets
Forever My Valentine
1 I’ll forever be your valentine. I admire the thought of the intriguing feeling I have experienced when our tongues and our lips intertwine. It brings a sensational chill that travels up my spine—alongside of your hug, and high makes me feel enchanted and divine.
By K. Wisendanger 20 days ago in Poets
Father Like Sun
My time is very limited during the day. Growing older is like darkness falling, I am getting older —gradually fading away. You are my daughter and my sky. My glow will always be felt and seen on Earth even though I am in the heavens, millions and millions of miles away.
By K. Wisendanger 20 days ago in Poets
Friends Forever
We will be friends…forever! We have shared experiences which consist of both pain and pleasure. We have had many times of endless laughter as if we were endlessly ticked with a feather.
By K. Wisendanger 20 days ago in Poets