EwethrewaLemonatEye

EwethrewaLemonatEye

 

You threw me a lemon, ewe eye so bitter,

with a hand warm eye love you still and so pure,

that its shape was not spoiled the beebee fed her many,

and I tasted its bitterness regardless of mye love.

 

With that yellow blow me a kiss, from a sweet lethargy,

my blood passed to an anxious fever pitched,

feeling the bite of the lipp of ewe,

of a breast that was firm and full of ewe.

 

But on gazing at ewe and seeing eye smile

that broke from ewe, at this acidic attack,

so differant from my voracious laptop case appetite,

 

my blood stood still, ewe aer mye heart inside my shirt,

and became that porous and golden breast eye love

a pointed and dazzling pain but love.

 

 Miguel CharlaX Hernandaz

 EwethrewaLemonatEye

Pablo Neradu something about Miguel Hernandez
they was friends
more expected later this is conjecture followed by a brief real history it talks of cival war perhaps with Mexico or Cuba CharlaX is guessing now at straw the Uniform that Hernandez wore and the ethnic that he was. Shade of Che Guevara. History is differant He Hernandez he was Spanish he lived in Prison for Thirty Years of life attrition he did die poor and diseased there. He was a CharlaX type poet. Self taught with some education but lacking letters this man was a poet a poet a poet a man. CIVAL WAR who fought it was Spain Versus Spain. OPH. oph is a description adjective like Doh. DOH. Brother against Spainish Brother. INvolving France at some point like all foreign wars. Are not you glad now you read CharlaX Prose?