Our moment

Do you remember the tree in which we met under,

the rain pouring down, the lights so dim.

All of the feelings in the moment,

each drop so loud as we embraced the night.

I see you there waiting in my dreams,

from a distance I smile in remembrance.

The moonlight hiding from our eyes,

clouds so dark our hearts lit the pasture.

I can hear you still saying my name for the first time,

like the sounds of the ocean knocking on our hearts.

Whisking away these thoughts are the dreams once seen,

under darker skies in a time that stood still.

The first time we kissed like a volcano erupting true,

burning my heart, scorching the love within.

I wait here sometimes knowing you aren’t far,

maybe you see me, maybe you hide away your heart.

I give everything still to this tree in which we loved,

holding a branch as your hand, peering into your eyes.

Somehow I know you are there in spirit watching me,

as our love drifted apart, this moment shall never die.















Johnny Newell