Lost in a kiss

From a child to a man I always wondered,

if there was a way to lose myself in a kiss.

Countless storms have encroached on me,

making me face what was only seen as false.

I have seen the smiles on faces many times,

never have I believed in this fantasy.

Love always a joke in my mind,

twisted by the heart to find comfort.

Seasons have changed in ways I don’t understand,

now as I sit here alone I realize how wrong I have been.

No thoughts in my head past these feelings,

underestimated lies of truth coming clear.

In my heart I have come to find love,

loneliness isn’t here even when I am alone.

I take her hand wherever I go,

she is next to me inside of my pain.

Resting aside calamity fading out,

showing me that in her kiss I am lost.

No time permitted behind what is now,

she takes me on a ride my mind cannot embrace.

Holding me closer than the flesh that she lives in,

hands in my hair, lips not letting go.

I feel her eyes upon my closed yet aware,

revealing to me what I was so afraid of before.

Passionate warmth riddled in reality found,

where in a kiss I am more lost than ever.







Johnny Newell