E.P. Robles | Poetry

AMOROSO now that i have
found you within
a shade of your smile
i am caballero
glitter-bug
i am an ocean
moving sand and earth
for you
i am inamorato
for you
sun burns dark side
the quiet fears of love
flow through me
and i lie here for you
burning for you
and the blood assassin
passing on eating dreams
in nighttime fall
and your love flows
through me
and i burn for you

:: 10032015 ::

We are obsessed
(we are)
with pretending.
Always showing another face;
And so am I.

Then let’s remove the masks.
And run far and wide away-
(I’ll leave my keys in the door)

You were always
(we are)
the different one too cool.
To care is saying nothing
aside from a comment on the weather

So we are.

And when I consider love
you are faultless in your ways
and I walk toward you with a rose
and through the opened gates of
your heart.

Behind my back i hold sweet dreams
I’ll paint you the sun across your heart
that shines forever and a day;
the love an emerald cut with truncated
corners of our hearts.
I shall show how the flowers bloom
and how your soul unstartled by
narrow steps of this dream
recovers the moon within your eyes

:: 10032015 ::

WHEN shall (i know when)
time be still?
it’s when you smile
and i imagine life’s
(like sunrises) clouds
turn pink bashfully

i shall remember

Humanity which like lovers
break away at times
like two weeds upon a field
untwined by sunset
longing for the moonlight
which (and when) dying is
not worth it like roses
complaining their beauties
are in vain

and as this night are you
whispering within my heart
a perpetual thought committing
a crime of passion which i’ve
no control over

and tonight i both love
and hate you

:: 10032015 ::

i SeNt an e-mail to you
with a smirk inside my skull
licked the mouse as a postage
stamp and folded my emotion
neatly inside my beat-less heart
did it go through? sending all
my love to you…
walked across a wall mirror
gave me this afternoon
saw a shadow across the wall
i’m a coward waiting clumsily
to cease a soon forgotten tune

and now love falls from moonlight
it’s like every night was waiting
for a beating heart
where i give all my love to you
and my beating heart’s learning
how to give life and love
god’s terrible heart burns me
touches the fabric of my tongue;
when i honor you like the stars
and moon as something that has
never occurred: i’m giving all
my love to you i am soul without
skin, just a wandering spirit
honoring you and i send all my
love to you

I’ve never loved you dear
as now i love you

:: 10032015 ::

sun’s tongue licked me
o sweet burning love
inside my soul
the earth and nothing
have often
the
doing
touching mind touching me
the scientist baffled
pinching and poking this one
steeple and prayers
to be to see a focused
buffet of philosophy
is beauty for the mind
there is no blame
no sin nor paranoia
just a creature fearing
the incomparable couch of
death my deepest thinker
so ride upon time
skip eternity and no one
knows (religion has taken
you on a ride) your knees
bleeding upon the road
to enlightenment

:: 10032015 ::

in all the seas in all of love
in all of senses in all of nations
there is a love there is a people
in every kiss in every step
listening and nations wishing
understanding and every ripple
of a wave of ocean i say people wish
to understand there are ones
who ache and wish every sound of life
is a rising love and people waking up
and rising in life
in all the madness of our world
all the wars and all the anger
and all the greed and all the symbols
of all the world: at the point of our
center of destruction and all the devils
of our world — say, love is a seventh
wave and say i see every leaf and how
nature gives me every love and how you
give me everything — fear is a hunger
we feed to the point of destruction
and the angels see we are a people
who love the seventh wave and we
say love is the seventh wave
(every smile we give every step we
take a ripple on the ocean)

:: 0930-2015 ::

I (someONE) dreamed
when i were
alive dancing
within time
kissing days
and holding hands
of summer heat
alive
dreaming life
of pain and pleasure
a romance of
beating heart
and measure
of a small space
between death
and living
is the sweet dream
of life

:: 09302015 ::

if i lie within my bed of pain
let’s call her death
and my sheets i’ve woven
entwined in dreams of youth
that i took your breasts
within my mouth i weep!
and to see how life expands
into a thin string of weakness
and of your-heart and smile
too i’ve seen thinly die
i ate the dreams
from your mouth and arguments
are stupid things spectral ghosts
of hungry love!
but your eyes and lips and hands
are just as ghostly to my heart
as years that creep away and
so do you!

:: ~~ ::