MY lady who loves in discreet pleasures
behind castle walls of noble stone
that can cast a spell with a glance
and compel nature to perform miracles
I say to you that your life is my pleasure
and I am undone by your beauty and grace

This mere mortal who suffers daily in spite
of holy sacraments on regular basis
offers only a thimble of worthiness
in your eyes I can only wonder what thoughts
may clash between your mind and heart
but nonetheless I bravely speak my mind

As thunder speaks and lightning talks
and departed souls wander aimlessly
in a shroud of mist — I say to you yes you
I cannot live without your daily attention
and to suffer anything less…
will be my absolute and unequivocal undoing

About EPRobles

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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