Gothic lovers

Your image flashes through my mind as pictures of dark love,
beauty set on flames of black so cold.
Eyes burn my soul as you look into me,
life isn't the same while wanting your death.
The night is your home under the light so dark,
pain is your passion, control is your pleasure.
Feeling you touch me is a knife in my heart,
cutting me apart with gothic love.
Holding onto you kills me in ways never seen,
a kiss of demons falling to grace.
Blood is your scent, death such sweet desire,
flesh calls me into you, love comforts pain.
You taste of death dying for fires of lust,
kiss me before I totally fall apart.
Leaving darker dreams life falls away,
in the black of night I know I am home.
Reaching into me you ask for my soul,
nothing left to give you take it from me.
All goes dark, blood runs black,
sliced up heart breaking no more.
Love so twisted and cold to understand,
nothing in life matters at all anymore.
The look past your eyes cries for me to know,
the darkness is my home, your arms are my love.
All thought drift into the feelings of pain and loss,
found in the dreams set into my mind in you.
Searching for something to hold me in hell,
finding you always there to comfort my fears.
Nothing else is sacred as the scars you gave me,
no picture taken in the arms of love glowing darkness.
Dance with me under the shadows of a heart so dead,
feel in my touch the love I have for only you.
Hands cold, flesh divine in the sins of desire,
knowing nothing but the love we share as one.
You breathe in as I breathe out the air we share,
realizing nothing but the absence once known.
Tasting flesh as gothic dreams become so lovely inside,
breaking chains we were bound in as lovers.
New hearts beating to new sounds of death,
holding nothing but this light burning out.
I held you in sorrows so deep, waters so cold,
taking your body now as I control your every move.
Hands bleed the softest touch failing to let go,
love becomes the nightmare waking up without you.
Needing the knowing of nothing in pain so beautiful,
feelings lost in the emotions of our gothic love......







Johnny Newell