Words of late

I traded my breath for your touch,

leaving empty wholeness becomes you.

Each kiss you stole from me making me,

stealing my heartbeat for your soul.

Under my feel air resides in mountainous flames,

there was no life before you.

I see your face in the trees around me,

as the roots freeze my soul I fade into you.

All desires seem to be fact,

all facts appear to me vacantly hopeless.

Twisting jars of shaped hearts of clay,

holding so close each breath you take from me.

Nothing I was before you corrupted me,

everything I am in your window.

Mirror reflecting tomorrow,

light breaking the day.

Hold on I do, let go I try,

just to hear the sound of your soul.

Calling me endlessly seeking,

aimlessly falling into despair.

My every breath mentions your name,

each drop of blood holds your love in my heart.

No life worth dying for without you,

no death to understand in you are not there with me.

I see the falling stars speaking the pain I feel while apart,

only wishing what none can fathom.

Bleeding me out into your very life,

made for you my shadows hiding from the darkness.

To know meaningless desires forever alone,

I cry only to speak these last words to you.

I love you, I need you, I want you.











Johnny Newell