Love meets Pain

Looking down around her she sees,

painful misguided thoughts of love.

Tasting each scent within her kiss,

where pain and love become one.

Held together by the desire for more,

her heart opens up to understand.

Falling into depths unheard of,

while she sings under the waterfalls of life.

Her kiss known only by her lover,

in hell where he waits for her to come.

Forsaken to this death in love’s game,

inside of pain where we are complete.

Her whispers speak of doom approaching,

accountable love in despair holding on.

Absolution endgame known by her touch,

flames of heaven burning on.

Reaching new ways to discover,

her heart cries only for me.

I am the pain that she needed,

and she is the love completing my heart.









Johnny Newell