CONFESSION (I)

THIS confession brings me
    immense tingling pleasure
when words collide upon my skin
    releasing all my tension
the greatest lover is such prose
    finding it I am much disposed
where are you the woman who kisses words
    she devours the lore of my heart
insane…insanity clearly shadows my self
    asking for the one alone in life
who trembles within a thimble of keys
    upon a screen – a fire above my knees
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Writer, Artist. I like to paint abstract acrylic images onto canvas. I love to read everything, and I especially enjoy science, philosophy, and the arts. I'm new to the blog experience and I very much enjoy it! I hope to learn as much about all the features that WordPress offers and thank you -- my visitor -- for taking time to read my words. Peace and love... View all posts by EPRobles

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