Eyes of black

Wasn’t just the imagination bringing me home,

soft hints of light torturing my eyes.

Welcoming the night I plead for this second,

to hold her cold body again so I may breathe.

Lips so black coloring my flesh with blood,

reaching orgasmic heights without time.

She has my heart broken pieces fading to create,

desire becomes reason, light makes the end.

Killing our fears by falling into the unknown,

tasting defeat by the bottom of this pleasure.

Next to me I am nothing but her shadow,

making all things beautiful her eyes.

So bright her darkness enveloping my touch,

braced by pain my soul is quenched by her kiss.

Sorrow shattered tears flowing from my veins,

unaware of tomorrow feeling so far away.

Sitting in discovery mixing as one our light,

so dark in ways black eyes cannot explain.

Moments become eternal in her arms where I stay,

clouds of red warning rain shall fall again.

Goddess of pleasure painful kiss take from me,

breaking broken forsaken man I devise.

Make in me the shades of fear coloring my eyes,

so black, so twisted, so beautiful.







Johnny Newell