a Taste of Infinity

AND i say love is
gravity pulling minds & hearts for untold centuries!

My Lips have grown cold | as hops hoppering grass
-hoppers | as love personally looking like   GOD  
(i love YOU).

   This entire single pin-pricked
atom is a beautiful evirescent
taste of infinity … (ellipses to
the left)

   My skin touches you : your Love
feels & i love the technique of
conversation dear ~~~ my tongue
rests there by paradise.

So many odes.  Buried by sands of
inconsequential moments.  i, this
poet, does not give out or give in |
i am more than wolf.  

   I am true man.

:: 10.23.2022 ::
(a new word tonight)

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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