Love is an Angel in black

Appear before my eyes I asked,

as love became the Angel in my heart.

She rests in my arms as I sleep,

holding me without a hint of fear.

Before there was meaning, there was her,

dressed in black my nightmares recall.

Having a dream as our reality fell,

with all night we stand as one.

I still hear her whisper the love,

while my eyes close she visits me.

Taking away the need for desire,

as pleasure rests on her lips of night.

Kiss me deeply, teach me how to ravish you,

twist my arms to find what pain can be.

Desire my touch as our dreams come together,

as a waterfall of passion taste my lips.

Singing to me again to put me to sleep,

my Angel of Love fade with me to black.











Johnny Newell