In everything we

Knowing only to be in need of everything,

makes its way into my heart as I bleed.

Tearing apart what was made long ago,

brick by brick my walls fall down.

Piece of my heart that was missing,

found inside of my hands.

Completion made while together,

perfection unsaid and undone.

Nowhere now is my patience,

crawling towards newer light.

Held down in the rivers of passion,

where everything becomes who we are.

Unknown by the faces before me,

smiling comfort in times of pain.

Raining upon my eyes with your love,

teaching me how to be a man.

Bride of shadows bringing light,

husband of death living love.

Waiting for the moment to come,

finding the truth in our way.







Johnny Newell