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John Marsh Nov 2011
As I look at you and watch you live
I see the love you freely give
Leaving nothing behind for yourself
You act nonchalant but I can tell

As I look at you I want you closer
I want to hold you and roll you over
Run your hair between my fingers
Kiss your lips and let it linger

As I look at you I watch you walk away
I look at the clock to count the days
Ticking down the time it takes
For my love for you to break

As I look for you and see you walking
Knowing the times that we were talking
Are a thing of the past you’ve lost
Leaving me to bear my own cross

As I look for you and I don’t find you
I know this path I always choose
A chance to strike then waiting to lose
The only thing I ever needed to find
To look at you and know you’re mine
John Marsh Nov 2011
The mysteries that so elude us
The electricity running through us
Conducting from a heart to a hand
Touching those near where we stand
Love in all its clandestine power
Flows through us like a *******
John Marsh Nov 2011
You never want to mention
That elephant in the room
But all of your attention
So fixated and consumed
Pulled to that thing you fear
The tension in the atmosphere
Falls into the in between
And the elephant is never seen
Only felt inside your mind
The golden chance you left behind
The prospect driving you insane
Tugging nerves throughout your brain
All you want to do is speak
Voice the simple thing you seek
But you can’t so quick give in
Just keep the elephant within
Build a passionate defense
As life is lived in slow suspense
Watching, waiting for the time
When the elephant is unconfined
John Marsh Nov 2011
The horrid monster that dwells inside
The phantom in our deepest mind
That deadly thought that we are not fine
Always blows up at the worst of times
The time when we look in a mirror
And see not a shadow but a shade
Are we not overcome by fear or
The desire that it must be changed?
Just knowing we have that demon
Crawling through our fragile brain
Sends us searching for easy freedom
An extermination with no pain
But this wonderfully quick escape
Is not found save through burning fire
And the refining test of faith
Throws this ugly creature on the pyre
And filters out our dying ways

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