should not refrain from love
which I pour from fragile heart
tis a thing so gentle-be you see
that I give to only you for life
come here my darling bunny-bride
let us discover new pleasures —
and kiss and lick and nibble
i hear that Spring comes so soon
:: 02-14-2014 ::
(c) ep robles 2012
exquisite is that thing
— a feeling
heavy but soft
and light as air
all in one
but more than so
a thing seldom
called ‘oh’
‘oh’ is a good taste
like cherry but smells
like a thorn less rose
to see ‘oh’ one must
be in throe —
the throe of ‘oh’
is so delightful
is but a glimpse
of ‘oh-oh’…
but i digress —
the lucky know
:: 02-14-2014 ::
(c) ep robles 2012
WHAT loneliness
my mind asked
my heart replied
yes it did —
a giggle-snort
yes we are
like pea in pod
relationships sail
on damanged good
and golden compass
we have a-me
and me is good
:: 02-13-2014 ::
weathered heart sun bleach
bloodstained dreams sing
tender notes ivory be
of memories past time
and longing be strained
such power still remain
but less than i wish
what gave strenght
my love to death
i fear it the most
be strong this life
and live this dream
that breath in us
a gulf that keeps
our dreams at bay
awaits weaker souls
:: 02-12-2014 ::
(c0 e.p. robles 2011
Flamenco guitar tremolo string
tingle spirit umbrella drink
enticing spice taste spring
artist seduce the moment
falling lust burst reds
fire air lung moan
lost in life
lust most
love
:: 02-12-2014 ::
(c) E.P. Robles 2012
a long time ago
a certain place
in a peculiar time
a naive notion
we danced in hand
and cursed the time
that moves across life
two lovers kissed by love
but if i ever live to see
such a love again in life
i will run toward Hades
that fire burns less than you
someone like you so intense
touched me across the land
beyond the surface or air
and grabbed my soul so tight
and you spoke candy words
to this gentle soul inside
i wanted to believe in you
but you decided to lie instead
and if I ever live to see
such a love again in life
I will run toward Hades
such a fire is cooler than you
:: 02-11-2014 ::
(c) E.P. Robles 2012
When I left
you tore to shreds
what remained
of our memories
and that touch
you gave to me
I cut into pieces
upon your grave
If I live to see
tomorrow morning
I won’t forget
to warn the devil
and heaven shudders
at my innate power
the angels begging
don’t forsake love
I won’t be able
to match the beauty
of the dead in my heart
if I live to see
tomorrow morning
I won’t forget
to give you
my warning
I will touch your hand
and thaw —
your dead heart
and heaven will sigh relief
there’s no beauty matched
what lives dies today —
and tomorrow lives
another burning day
:: 02-11-2014 ::
(c) E.P. Robles 2013
if life would allow me yes
a garden from my heart-soil
would grow beyond sky
yellow-green blades swaying
in step with that hidden song
twirling notes and trumping bass
and lay between smooth thigh
nature scents caressing soul
life hunger betrayed too long
phantasmagoric nature reveal
tulips upon a man vessel bare
undulating passion melting there
if life would allow me yes
a farmer beating plowshare
be toiling in your fields
the harvest of a lifetime
:: 02-11-2014 ::
(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 ::
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