Brian Roe

An image forgotten to time,
a dream of youth envisioned but never realized,
a longing learned and never let go, finally satisfied.
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Softer than shadow
fingers upon my skin
hot as hell fire
passion burning begins
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Feeling so torn
by a quiet war
that rages in my soul…
Desire, responsibility arrayed for battle
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It won't wash away, the stain
Liquid love can't cure the ail of all my pain
Liquor the love of a lonely broke soul
But drowning is it Cure
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Look at these dirty hands
that society cant see
love and hope are simple demands
yet pity is all that's given me
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The thought I wake to
and in the steady beating of life
The embracing of my arms
and in passions memory from before
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My thoughts run to you this day
memories flow a torrent and
scenes are set, perfect as pictures in my mind.
Reliving our moments, feeding this soul of clay
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You want: love...
from a friend, the desire of one man
An ear to hear and a mind to listen
An open heart and intelligence
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Words are nothing unless there is life
Syllabi, stanza, and line
Words, melody and time
For a beauty, whom holds my mind
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I think, I might think, too much…
I held a thought once…
or maybe it was a dream
it seemed to so real to me.
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We are still so unwritten…
Thoughts on a page communicated by time and touch
gentle hands, a burning kiss, a loving embrace;
fleshy notes slowly brought together.
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Love…
There is 24x7
8 days a week and
365 was just a moment ago.
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Press your lips as a laser
incise your affection
inscribe your love
in a perpetual smile
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From the Fire in my soul
to the Beauty that fills my eyes
from the Passion you inspire
to the Desire burring inside
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A cloying contradiction
embrace would be food for my hungry heart
nourishment to my insatiable soul.
touch, fills my senses over flowing, still I want more
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Just out of reach
even when you're next to me
I hold but cannot touch
or so I'm told
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