i Hear no where that i have been
i see everything i have felt
that which encloses me because
they are all too near.
Clear and silenced.
i have traveled further than
all human experience but
your gentle gesture i cannot
touch as your love is too close
that i have closed myself as
a convicted Soul — that i cannot
touch because too near // that
i have closed myself your breath
skilllfully and mysteriously opens
as petals. Mysteriously and suddenly
opens me everywhere — that which
no other humans can preceive in
fragility. Across Earth’s countries
rendering Love.
i speak of only what I understand within
me that is deeper than all Voices (no body)
not even the rain. Your hands touching
my heart.
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E.P. Robles | Poetry 