Prelude to a kiss

I wait to ask myself what has happened in time,

reflecting what was never seen in my eyes.

Never able to know brokenness inside,

guarded heart of emptiness my light.

Looking into your eyes I see how I changed,

making me somehow brighter than my façade.

Is there something that calls you to find me?

What did I ever do to come upon such a gift?

Tears have I many in days far and in between,

path to what was seen as my end before tonight.

I see the flowers dancing with your butterflies,

brightening the world with such a passion for love.

I see you in the mirror as water plays the rain,

holding who never could understand as to why.

Thunder sounds flashing enticing life to live,

you give me reasons to wake up again.

I ask what do you see in me now?

Are these the moments that amaze even you?

I keep acknowledging your touch planted inside,

showing me how even I can come to find something beautiful.

I wait to ask you how long have you realized my heart,

in times so fragile and I cannot see the outcome.

I dream again with you next to me,

no fear for the dark that once owned my soul.

Will you walk with me on the sands we create?

If you look into my eyes, do you see me as love?

Walking fantasy dreaming tomorrow never comes,

always in this moment where you taught me to kiss.









Johnny Newell