p INK baby hush — kiss e s t l y me s e l f’ish ly
oh lips achingly touching
bruised skies (rolling within
coolish t a l l e s t green grasses__
MY knees above’er this man
called Poet and Lover

:: 06.30.2020 ::

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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