In a scene of despair she shines,
blistering hollows of shadows.
Lips crying under eyes ghostly light,
tears making sense of bloody rain.
Hair drapes over her body’s essence,
darkness her only pain left to understand.
All falling away into what she knows,
haunting her love within a soul lost.
Behind her dreams once seen inside her heart,
where death fell to her life unable to let go.
Vacant cries of sorrow pending light’s reply,
she dances in herself leaving all fears behind.
Singing prophetically the reasons as to why,
knowing the future only her lover understands.
She reaches out for me as my life gives way,
ready to join her in her ghostly song and dance.
Holding me as my image slips into the night,
making this the very moment we come to know true love.
Johnny Newell
blistering hollows of shadows.
Lips crying under eyes ghostly light,
tears making sense of bloody rain.
Hair drapes over her body’s essence,
darkness her only pain left to understand.
All falling away into what she knows,
haunting her love within a soul lost.
Behind her dreams once seen inside her heart,
where death fell to her life unable to let go.
Vacant cries of sorrow pending light’s reply,
she dances in herself leaving all fears behind.
Singing prophetically the reasons as to why,
knowing the future only her lover understands.
She reaches out for me as my life gives way,
ready to join her in her ghostly song and dance.
Holding me as my image slips into the night,
making this the very moment we come to know true love.
Johnny Newell
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