November 1, 2015

A HUNDRED POEMS – LXXXI

By EPRobles

Was it the summer
that melted
lovers and dreams?
And how to know
what other’s brew
within their hearts
a season unto its own
I should keep myself
within my own
a kitchen of heaven
where meals are born
from life and love

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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