Brian Hinckley Poems

The beats of life are in you,
thumping and writhing.
Dance with abandon you never felt before,
just let it flow.
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Wash away the feeling of not belonging
and keep me in your embrace.
I long for your kiss and touch,
like a man dying of thirst longs for water.
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I can't move,
your gaze immobilizing.
All feelings fade;
my eyes locked on you.
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Caught between desire and duty,
the right choice becomes blurred.
Do I give in to heart or head
when you smile at me?
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Time, the gentle killer,
ebbs and flows with inhuman determination.
We fight day after day trying to slow its passage,
yet day after day the grains fall through our hands.
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Those ivory fingers flow smooth
over the sandpaper of my hand.
Tips dulled, but not incurious,
map the history of my skin,
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Exploration Station,
running at half capacity!
Falling from orbit,
we are out of time!
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Eye's dancing,
sparkling at you.
Eyebrow raised,
questioning.
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I sit back
slowly drinking my coffee.
I watch the people
go to and fro.
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Always watching,
I conceal a smile.
You drift around,
a butterfly in a garden.
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