Morning Fields of Amber Grey

As the poor little boy
Who has nothing but the stars and a few books,
I gazed into the night sky
And saw the twinkle in your eyes.

My soul, like the shadows upon the hills,
Was lonely until you appeared,
Like a rolling breeze that swept me off my feet,
Your love a snowy tendril land I have always dreamed.

After a day of watching
Eyes looking inside my mind,
Being the daily spectacle that stirred all sanity,
I saw your smile and everything was fine.

Oh, how I tried to learn poets,
With whom I adore, but they all pale in comparison to you,
Brilliant scientists too, but none can match the magic of your touch,
The way you make my heart sing, you’re my only muse.

Now, to learn the truth, imagining ‘twould better please,
Life pretending there is more in life than death,
With you by my side, my dear, my heart is at ease,
With you, my love, morality is ours because you’re mine till my last breath.

:: 03.28.2023 ::

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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