Azure sunsets and once again
empty skies — that she’s gone
i stay so i see sun and skies
eat hope
there’s a small dot inside my heart
it’s as yesterday — the same old
thing as a cat caught in a high
tree top // and inside this rain
i turn around inside my brain \\
so easy to be a madness as
the symphony sings.
As half of migratory birds
Round over another half of volcano
birds by beauty deafens them
Wearing red and pinks of women’s charms
makes them follow the appearance of their echo
as an echo becomes unknown — before you.
The personal echo is wide of fiery blaze
AS A carriage of birds flees all land
The defending carriage AND SISTER MOON —
its live passengers.
Silver Passengers TOO: how you go to a
difference of dawn without permission!
As an actress of extreme weather and
surprising nectar of warm and loose dreams
Legs as if they speak in her two herself
And she responds to herself as she runs herself
How you can fly as an invisible island.
The full moon and the empty sun of night
which we see sleeping spinning corrupting
the ocean of soothing dreams.
SHE makes her deal among the dreaming victims.
Fire death
Fire that makes hate useless
The dream by simplicity of love.
And how your Love flows through me.
I burn for you.
:: 08.31.2021 ::
E.P. Robles | Poetry 
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