Becoming love

In so many ways I was dead long ago,

a touch of light brought me back,

a touch so beautiful I cry.

The smiles given to me so close,

breaths come and go,

you are forever.

Taking all that I knew before,

making clearly seen how little I knew,

making my heart become your reason.

I have loved you for who and what you are,

a slice of perfection in my eyes,

where heart and soul make your lovely eyes shine.

Like a river you have cried with me raining,

finding the depths of me as your own,

feeling my heartbeat, making it stop.

I know only your light in my soul,

where I was so cold before,

where I was so twisted inside.

There are times when I cannot even move,

where devils play with angels,

where dreams make our reality.

Knowing your heart is in my hands,

feeling the feelings you endure,

seeing the road paved before our dreams.

Let go of the images of pain,

release me into your heart,

find me always in your hands.

Never leaving out of the fear once consuming me,

put out by the torment letting go,

becoming who we are as one, we are love.













Johnny Newell