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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GOD dead
and devil sent
to bed
If your heart’s true
then shall you come
to me within
this heart of mine?
A house built by
my hand-Soul
with the many spacious
rooms of my Spirit:
moves me twirling like
the cyclone in my mind
Sweet lover of my life-
time: come unto my
wonder(all of you)
this be the magic
at last || loving peace/./
:: 07-02-2015 ::
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E.P. Robles | Poetry 