Monthly Archives: November 2013
I was alone inside my skin
until I met you
then again;
you always were with me
And we walk across light
tripping along the stones
called life
that we all know
Oh, so I caught your smile
in the shade of a bright full moon
you called me out
invited, I went in
“Hours into days!” we said
Love-like lightening I saw
Then thunder as our song!
Words a train began express
So caught up in all your soul
love wash away all my sins
it’s tears of joy under my Sun
life as I never knew began
when a childSoul & still alone
Life has a beginning it’s sweet
Laced with the lips I breezeTasted
So I kiss you again & again
Hours into days we said
Each moment we won’t waste
Heartbeats beating along the way
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The bed, a crime scene of sorts
a passion spilled in sweat
Willingly i go – to my death
He comes to me in the night
a sword sharpened by lust
and thrusts it into my soul
Mother, I’m ready to come home
but the line between pain & pleasure
is small compared to the pleasant death
The coroner will say an untimely passing
but my murderous lover knew the timing
each plunge of his knife ever deeper.
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You have a wonderful smile…
atomic…The light of a sunset
before it explodes across the horizon
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Quito sing the song of my heart!
Between your mountain ranges
the air is light — so high you are!
I watch the lights at night’s fall
Basillica Del Voto in all her grandeur
Sweet Ecuador holds you so dear!
You were born upon the ruins
of an ancient Inca city
I lay my soul at your feet
Sing to me my Andean highlands
Kiss me with your ancient lore
dust my lips — so gently close my eyes
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Compassion is a natural extension of our understanding and wisdom.
With true wisdom we grow more compassionate for the people we meet.
And with compassion we ourselves grow wiser.
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To thee I say:
What is the most beautiful poem
that kindles your heart so brightly
for mine heart surely knows
what brings the morning light
and the sing-song of birds
Before me I clearly see such prose
your heart, face and soul
Is thoust most beautiful poem
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I am so tired of the physical
I want to reach inside your skull
And kiss the soul that stares
back at me — and understands
Just hush and take my hand
I am the drug
that will contract —
the gulf between your animal and soul
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My love affair so ineffable
surely description falls
as gently as the leaves
Like rich hot chocolate
you cover in color
the ground – a blanket of leaves
Soothing – so active a sound
of trembling acorns
that plunk across the roof —
Life, like the taste of apple
that covers cinnamom sticks…
My farm — this life has tilled
the spirit of a certain few
so touched am I — even thrilled
But no thing comes close
to the apparel of mother nature
on any day — in her autumn regal
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There are some
Equations
whose solutions are not
based on numbers
but love
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My emotional state
So dilapidated
— A ruinous estate
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E.P. Robles | Poetry 
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