THE celebrated heart
love-hook from which
all passion hangs
stately in measure
beating metronome
of cosmic-lust
What more need a soul
than rhythmic lullaby
deep within one’s own
Beat for us lonely song
thrumping passion-sing
along these cold nights
My celebrated heart
dance with me – along
skip-light nights
My lullaby so sweetly
so neatly you comfort
keep beating in passion
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E.P. Robles | Poetry 