A POET SPEAKS

WHEN i’m with you i feel
lonely without you
when i’m with you i feel
friendly and full of smiles
(i’m inside and so you’re outside)
when i’m with me i’m lovely
quiet and full of art
so when i’m meeting you i DIE
IN hope wishing you’re inside
what a pleasant surprise
see the flower bloom
incredible love!
When i’m with you it hurts
the soil crawls upon my roots
you are everything my
world moves around — unheard!
Art! My poet and artistic arm
paints you in colors and words
when I’m with you I never want
to be with you if you never
tell me how much you love me
paint dries
words solidify!

:: 12172015 ::

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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