(c) E.P. Robles 2012
GENTLY tell me rose petal dew
before the day of light
when doe jump fence from night
— today this I wish I do
that tremor that light your eyes
from spirit to lips and heart
Say those words if unbinding tongue
and forever embrace my fire-love
:: 02-11-2014 ::
(c) E.P. Robles 2013
THAT DREAM —
which the sentient being swims
one of fire beyond mortal being
one in bed the other free to roam
I have seen — walked Hades
felt eternal anguish — frozen pain
until spent and then release
upon awake, no residual fear
I am complete, nothing controls
death, life, pain, and regret
left within the pits of hell
:: 02-10-2014 ::
(c) E.P. Robles 2012
The day my skies darkened
such lost a cavity in my soul
Immortal doings completely so
that living a drudgery act
When a spirit feels such truth
each tick-tock touches you
loss of love removes a piece
let my days be numbered do!
:: 02-10-2014 ::
(c) E.P. Robles 2012
My Polly, nations gather to greet
this beautiful creation from dust
Aberration of fantasy becomes
what life has brought forth to Earth
Thunderous applause for mere moments
to see the twinkle of God’s eye —
a pollination between flesh and spirit
What grand flowers grow within your fields
and highlights of sunburst painting hearts
showers from blue skies and kisses too
My Polly-be so-good for Earth and me
:: 02-10-2014 ::
(c) E.P. Robles 2012
Woman, I gave to thee
not more than what I am, —
a mere taste of eternity
the breath of imperial love
gently i laid before thee
The heart has no eye, yet —
some believe ocular
that what they see is more
but my love is a tiny thing
and great power so granular
:: 02-10-2014 ::
(c) E.P. Robles 2013
V
i cannot forget but shall forgive
one the mind, the other the heart
and if forget my warmth should you
i gave to you from my heart
please forget I crossed your path
pain is true and love that more
:: 02-08-2014 ::
(c) E.P. Robles 2013
IV
such wind blows my love upon your dreams
that flower of fields once knew bright warmth
and now the grasp of pain so cold sweeps
upon frozen tears pain hurts the soul
i should say come away — away from sorrow
but the gate between fate and me is locked
should i find that eternal key — be your heart
:: 02-08-2014 ::
(c) E.P. Robles 2013
III
know that i was to pen a poem about your loving graceful self
whoever you are my future lover but feline pleasure command
demanding attention from surely something more than i
that meow transcended fangy pleasure plush quadruped heart
mystical thoughts transmitted electrical blue sparks
hurting that thinking machine but the source so sweet
no difference between my cat
and that future lover
plush love purring throughout the night
:: 02-08-2014 ::
(c) E.P. Robles 2013
I gave my love to one
and swore to God above
she would be the one
I would die in old age
loving and cherishing
and this I swore before
mankind and heaven
even the angels of glory
that she walked away
was not my bidding
so here I stand
firmly in faith
that my word is strong
and shall never sway
that she walked away
does not mean
I did the same
so I remain
empty handed
but still in love
:: 02-07-2014 ::
A drop of tear split ages
asunder my fears lover
time no more than mind
but love such as ours
gently touches life
and living must we
between fear and pain
and love and fame
nothing compared dear
to that heart of yours
that which I die for
many times each day
my majesty lives
within my dreams
love and lover
forever more
:: 02-07-2014 ::
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