(c) E.P. Robles 2012
TICKLE feeling love kiss
diving pleasures a mist
heavy passion smothers
such love kiss lips
soft thigh rub heart
gentle night cuts me
distance belay lust
come hither lover
stay with me – you
I drown in passion
lifeguard of my heart
come save me
you…
:: 02-07-2014 ::
LISTEN dear do you hear
the bells a ringing?
there were birds
in the sky
and they were singing
a wonderful song
full of loving
so I say just to you
take my hand
there be love all around
but the love I want
is what I found
it’s you — oh you!
:: 02-07-2014 ::
mirror mimic me
show me shadow
perfection glass
give me lies
mind me mirror
speaking easy
flowers —
misty song perfume
tonight is sin
tomorrow beg
grace above —
that One forgives
time burning
my fleshy youth
so plans in plans
i’m tricking you
twisting fate
upon my finger
commanding you
with my power
tonight my altar
at the ‘y’
i pray you pray
bending more than knee
:: 02-06-2014 ::
(c) E.P. Robles 2012
fragment image smiling
disjointed feelings reeling
shifting time’s a feeling
so fine this lovely healing
I’m flying over you —
safely crazy you
the wolves are out tonight
secure my burning feelings
Tarot giving higher vision
so lost within possession
what last heartbeat collision
it sings to me tonight
deeply sleeping in obsession
car crash moment halting
twisted dreams in mesh
my dreams become a stalling
beneath the dashboard lights
A night for youth but haunting
living fast and burning
confused illusions running
too soon we pass beyond
:: 02-06-2014 ::
(c) E.P. Robles 2012
mirror mimic me
show me shadow
perfection glass
give me lies…
mind me mirror
speak easy
flowers —
mist of perfume
tonight is sin
tomorrow beg
grace above —
who forgives
time burns
my flesh young
plans in plans
i trick you…
twisting fate
upon my finger
command you —
with my power
tonight I dance
sing and kiss
tomorrow wake
put on my face
:: 02-06-2014 ::
strong pain
gentle love
anger gained
flesh burned
lust served
angel or devil
what be your name
something to hold
the chasm is deep
give me a bone
Sun kisses
skin and hair
and moon —
stabs man-flesh
fang and talon
bent knee upon
bone-flesh altar
you rule all
giver of life
take what you want
:: 02-06-2014 ::
i had a date
once a while ago
and we drank
and smoked
and ran the talk
in the end
she said
you’re f*cking crazy
so we left
and the road
sucked us up
and I fled
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V
below the dirt
and found a gem
a crystal skull
full of hope
:: 02-06-2014 ::
(c) E.P. Robles 2012
my self-similar self
nestled within myself
so similar to someone
who resembles myself
such fecal fractal
maddening crap
prevents me so
I may never learn
where lay my soul
:: 02-06-2014 ::
THE sweetest love
my love —
passion in part
a sprinkling sorrow
a taste of lust
a dash of fear
mixed with blood
sweat and tear
Such a recipe
life-delicious
:: 02-05-2014 ::
(c) E.P. Robles 2013
SCORNED for beauty
that mark of desire
a sentence served
until old age reprieve
To carry this burden
unjust for those
The only crime committed
— at birth
:: 02-06-2014 ::
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