With a look she shines her light on me through the trees,
touching me pale so beautiful she is in my eyes.
Sending a gentle breeze intoxicating my dreams,
while her soft chill freezes me standing still.
Shaking in my soul her kiss entraps my will,
so softly she does light up my vision in her love.
All life around me fades away when she is in my sky,
desperate my yearning just for her to look my way again.
She says hello with her lust enlightened by her smile,
licks my lips as I fall back into her arms.
Never do I know when her eyes will paint my soul,
a heart found in nightmares this angel sets me free.
I see only her whispers calling out my name,
broken by the guilt of how much I need her touch.
Naked before me wearing only her light so frail,
peeling back my walls revealing my heart.
Lips as soft as the flowers in which she hides,
a vision of lust in her images speaking night.
Holding her so close as I drift away into her fantasies,
sucking her flesh my mouth longing for her kiss.
Fragile light is shown in every night we spend as one,
always we share the intimate thoughts in our feelings.
Never alone as we break apart the fears of yesterday,
she is my Moon painting me white so pale in her eyes.
Johnny Newell
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