October 4, 2015

WITHIN THE FIELDS OF BARLEY

By EPRobles

IF you remember me
come a little further
— why be afraid
touch me and take
my love across fields
of barley And within
my arms you fell
my love and forgot the
sun in her jealous sky
(and promises believe
that anything which
has ever been thought
can never spoil this
or a forever thought)
if you remember me
and love stay and
gaze awhile if you
stay so be my love
and forget the sun
within her jealous sky

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About EPRobles

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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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