Robbie O'Ryan Poems

Whilst the kiss is sublime, the most exquisite joy comes
In that instant, just before my lips meet hers
When but the thinnest veil of air separates
And hot breath can be felt, tasted, savored
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Alone in agony, alone in a crowded room, alone always
Pain, despair and torment are constant companions
The dark dankness surrounds me, permeates my soul
Blackness, a cold ichor seeping from scars on my heart
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From that deep and swirling wellspring of my soul
My mind pumps the handle and draws forth
The liquid, wet emotions from the deepest me
Drawing them upwards into written pitcher
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Once festive, colorful, and bright
Filled with joy, happiness and love
Till heartbreak stripped away all light
Now hung sadly by the rope of life
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