INVINCIBLEA Poem by E.P. RoblesIt is hereYour smile an Arc of Mystery! Your eyes a Silver Gleam Your form a Sculptor’s Whisper Your hands a Midnight Dream. Your feet a Sacred Compass To Worlds I’ve never known Your grace my fleeting Fetish A Heaven, all my own. Oh, let me gaze Eternally! On features etched in Light For Love, a fleeting Shadow, Becomes the Endless Night. Invincible. :: 01.13.2025 ::
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StatsAuthorE.P. RoblesSAN ANTONIO, TXAboutI write a lot and I paint a lot. I think just enough that I believe I am a very crazy person at all times. I am very friendly to a fault and find life very very short. I write in bursts with each p.. more..Writing
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