Tonight I can write the saddest lines.
Write, for example, ‘The night is starry
and the stars are blue and shiver in the distance.’
Within this dark lonely evening I write vacant words
and the moon turns from silver to cold blue.
From tops of highest trees the predatory birds sing
as I write the saddest words of this night.
As this night like one other held within my arms
I kissed and was asked to forget by endless skies.
How depth was deeper than any other depth
that my heart dwelled and then asked to forget.
Love, the power of the sun and more I held toward her
breaking physics and eternal rules.
that she loved me sometimes but I loved forever.
so Tonight I write the saddest lines of a poem.
The feeling of night — the feeling day
both weighing heavily upon my Soul.
:: 010.07.2023 ::
E.P. Robles | Poetry 