For her love I live

Who was I to say anything to her?

She was so beautiful,

so enticing,

so radiant,

she was perfect.

Why did she have to kiss me that way?

Her subtle lips,

intoxicating smile,

gorgeous body,

like an angel.

Where could such a beauty come from?

Heart like a lion,

touch of a god,

eyes of running water,

my fantasy in front of me.

How could she see me the way she did?

Ghostly image of life,

love like a mother can,

words without words,

a fallen angel.

Does she see the man that I am?

Afraid of life,

scared to death,

alone in a crowd,

but she sees me.

What can I do now that she is gone?

Aimlessly wandering,

seeking what can’t be found,

reaching for the stars,

empty handed again.

Is there a reason she chose me to hold her?

Such a dream in her eyes,

what a kiss from her heart,

taken from grace,

to be by my side.

Did she know I was a Vampire?

Deep kiss forever,

living death to find,

her blood was my love,

and I took it.

How can I survive if she is not there anymore?

I taste her kiss on my lips,

feel her touch on my face,

hear her voice in my ear,

feel her in each breath I take.

Who was I ever when I was not a part of her?

Unable to know what death is,

I never could love another,

yet I love her to this day,

as I await my doom for love.











Johnny Newell