Making no sense

Your voice crashes on the shores of my soul,
breaking waves of passion in desires eyes.
Falling into bleeding words blessed within,
tempting painful pleasure inside.
Facing past emotion in future dreams,
placing emptiness so full in loves heart.
Images ghostly united by time standing still,
all reality becoming a vision of false hope.
Looking into you past the soul you reveal,
bringing me home in a desire I have yet to feel.
In my hands is your heart beating for life to fade,
kissed by petals so soft in poisonous ecstasy found.
All of my everything falls to the nothing in your eyes,
breaking free from the chains letting you go.
My soul breathes death in life so cold and gone,
frozen in the fires of a love yet to be seen.
Never always burning for what I cannot taste,
in pain I am free, in life I am able to pass away.
Holding lonely rain drops on the lips of eternity,
making a love to you that holds me so close to the flames.




Johnny Newell