WOULD YOU LIKE SOME WINE?

angels kissing flowers
i am refusing dreams
so i’m being pulled along
a thousand miles of love
i’m so drowning inside
my mind: making strange
slowly blinking faces
till i find a bed for my
head///i hear a trumpet
like a war machine
and i am so warm
feeling so silly
forgiving enemies who
i play with in that sun
of God who is A Big NIGHT
in the sky called LOVE
MACHINE such a warm machine
and every army bends a knee
to this machine — i forgive
me and you say now i feel
alright making smiles
that the world and skies paint
into beautiful love
and now i wish to catch the
angels who kiss the flowers
they’re me! A love
machine! Such a warm machine!
machine…machine! so playful

:: 09172015 ::

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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