In all time forgotten there is light in my eyes,
felt by the gentle whispers beyond my smile.
Holding love in a rose carrying my name,
bright shadows painting dreams within.
Having lived a life without time reflecting truth,
there has always been a part of me reserved.
For in her heart I have been the reason for fears,
but in her hopes is where my time stood still.
She sees me like no one has ever been able to see,
no smile to show, no light in my life.
Each vacant scream so silently exasperated,
breathing out upon my place within her arms.
She holds the key to my soul in her heart,
unlocked by pleasure found in this time.
Unaware of the depth in which we would love,
found in my reflection calling out her name.
She sees me when I cannot view myself,
against the walls of her heart I wait for night.
I see her there awaiting the moment we embrace,
lovers finding reasons to live in the mirror.
A time for a place we found beyond the gates of hell,
flailing wings eminent stride to glide inside.
I look into her heart refracting the light in my own,
failing to grasp the meaning of what reflections show.
I am full in her waters breathing life within my tomb,
sleeping to dream away the moments we are apart.
Nightmares fall to the reality of dreams we share,
living painful pleasures within this time alone.
Holding true the words we say speaking out our love,
desire finds a way, in hope we share this time.
Place within my soul her heart to feel the same,
under love within the light we are who we love.
Johnny Newell
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