I walk the
Imperial Garden
of Abstract THOUGHTS
which is east of
perfumed noise
and yes, i think
i think of you always,
–why this brave
heart has forever been
separated from yours
that since you flew
the feelings for bluesky
and kissing fate: that
stranger we all know

that i have perhaps jealously
when,how?always(the secret
of my shadow sees)knowing
the marching drumming thrumping
heart within me loves you

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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