SO…
WORDS are dying everyday
(within my mind) LOVE i gave
too much (sometimes)
the weather is us ||
and science an empty heart ||
LOVE, we shared our lives
for a time: i command your
face is the way it was in
grand facade and without notice
i am always complete with
knowing i saw the Light & Heat
within your eyes / so WORDS:
to express so much wasted
pain & these moments keep slipping
away
:: 07.16.2020 ::
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HAVE you seen a ‘v’
(SOUNDS SO BEAUTIFUL)
hop across a ‘t’
or even ‘y’ inside
a ‘d’
it’s all inside of me
alphabet needs
something in the way
language eats at me
in a deep dark well
of my mostly nights
i kissed ‘m’ and ‘e’
all of me
cried feeling how i
am SO “m” “T”
something in the way
yeah…something in
a way how words touch
all i hide away from
me ||||||||oh!
:: 09-02-2015 ::
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E.P. Robles | Poetry 