so “SO” is the pregnant pause:
streets of empty tombs
sweet love between buildings
a dried heart as like a flower
pressed within a book’s pages
fan them into animated life
— to say life’s so cheap
i never believed a heart
was less than a gold bar
of one’s soul
Sweet straight spine of life!
the bold One nested with a soul
i am the luckiest one to
know who you are; My dear
so beautiful are those tears
like rose petals cascading down
your cheeks…into a nothingness
save the one who knows: i’m the
luckiest guy fanning all the pages
of living life and making errors
animated by the need for love
oh, the need for life!
and so i’m the loneliness guy
in all the world like photos within
my smart device: believe me,
for(out of all things)is life
is a dream of many noon’s fool:
so i’m the luckiest guy in the world
Not me. love me.

:: 08-05-2015 ::

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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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