Monday, December 12, 2011

Love's funeral

loves funeral
It has been a year since I looked into your eyes,
not a moment has passed, I feel the same feelings.
Locked in a realm of disillusionment I fall away,
as your breath touches my face I am young again.
I remember this same light on your skin so revealing,
captivated by the words you so silently speak.
I knew the first time you said hello how much I loved you,
and as time moves on I love you even more.
Do you remember the words I used to convey,
how the darkness held my light in a dungeon of pain.
I recall the way your heart felt in my hands,
like time stood still as it does so now.
You told me you loved me and all else faded out,
just you and me standing in our pools of passion’s fire.
To taste that first kiss and how you held me so tight,
I couldn’t breathe before you, and you took my breath away.
The hint of bright green in your eyes as you peered into my soul,
the softest touch on my arm as you came in close to my heart.
The winter we felt so cold but somehow we felt the heat,
burning our lives away from the dreams of old.
Now I look upon you so long after that first time,
still I remember making love with you like it was my first.
So deeply we kissed as the candle flames danced in shadows,
each thrust made, every kiss we shared so beautiful.
How long it has been since that day we first knew love,
old we have become, but it is in you I still have hope.
A lilac I leave you hoping that you will know my heart,
I will join you soon baby, I am only living for your touch.





Johnny Newell

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