Your voice is like silk; the way the words fall from your lips make me desperate for you to breathe my name in the same sentence as ''you're mine.'' I only belong to you. You exist in every part of me; you are in my head, my heart, my veins. You are the missing parts of my soul. I crave you and your lips and your spine and your arms and your hands and your entire being. You move me more than any mountain, any ocean, any star-filled sky ever could. Waking up wrapped in your arms is the best thing that has ever happened to me. You are slowly healing my scars, love. The way you looked at me before pressing your lips to my forehead captivated me and took my breath away. No one has ever looked at me that way before; as if I were some beautiful wonder that made your heart beat faster. I love you for looking at me like that. I know there have been others but they'll never love you like I do. You are an ocean and I am drowning in you. I have to stop myself from screaming metaphors at you and settle for a simple 'I love you' instead. Those three words will never cover what I feel for you.

He was swept out to sea and lost to the treacherous waves
His head broke water once or twice but he couldn't be saved
God did smite him to spite him for all  the love that he gave
And he looked up to heaven and he forgave
As he washed away there was no earthly thing that he craved
For what good does it do to curse
When disaster strikes you while you're at your worst
And you are stuck wishing the waves had taken you first
And dragged you out forever to sea
He found himself unable to break through the current, so he ceased to be
His forlorn lover waited like a stone upon the beach
To catch just a glimpse of the man she could no longer see
A man who had taught her what it was to be free
Now is it fair that he had to go?
Is it right that nobody knows
Where his soul went after his body went down below
Dragged out into eternity by the undertow
So she sits and waits for his return
Though it was long ago that his fate was learned
Because still her body yearned
For his seasick touch, caring and concerned
Then one day she finally broke down
As the waves receded and there in the sound
She found his body drowned
And his soul was no where in sight
The whole time he had watched her on that beach
Forever waiting and wanting but out of reach
"I'll be here waiting forever" he silently screamed
Just waiting for her to cease to be
And as she walked out in the waves
She looked to the sky to not be saved
And at that point she was filled with dismay
She didn't know if she'd find him there
At the end the air burst from her lungs
The ******* sound of the sea made her undone
And they were reunited as one
Two souls lost forever at sea
There was such beauty in her death
Her fearless attempt to reach across the stretch
of desolate darkness past the confines of the flesh
Just to find that she would be with her lover yet
Under the waves forever

[this is a poem of past loves lost to time
and space but never to be forgotten the
hurt remains allways]
"LOST TO LOVE"

The days they will tumble
your heart will crumble
desolation will follow
insides feel hollow.
A love i have lost
at a great cost.
My mouth becomes
dry as i sit and ponder
why?

My feet are like lead
they say it's all in my head.
Let them be me and see how it
feels.
i sit for hours as thoughts unpeel
ghosts of the past now assailing me.
I feel so insecure as tears roll down
my cheek.

Sounds feed in and out, as i stare at
a wall i thought i heard your voice
"i love you"it called", alas it was only
an echo from a telephone call.

They say time is a healer and all will be
well..
believe me this is just a rumour, a lost
soft sell.
My heart holds a space, empty in size it was
once filled with love lost to life.
Copyright © ken newman

I heard a cry in the night,
A thousand miles it came,
Sharp as a flash of light,
My name, my name!

It was your voice I heard,
You waked and loved me so—
I send you back this word,
I know, I know!

Don't have the time
or patience
to spit a half assed apology out of my mouth
so I'm detained
Lock myself in a white washed box
Listen to teen suicide
mumble mumble
who am I
and all that ****
We're all trapped in our own heads
Constantly detained
in our own (in)sanity

a list of songs
that I don't want to sing,
I wonder if when you smoke
I ever cross your mind.

kisses on the cheek
hang loose,
like toys do
in a tired child's hand.

and the only thing our lips
bring each other
are awkward greetings
followed by another sudden
departure.

I don't necessarily miss you
but I do miss the warmth you brought
home each night.

doodles of my tattoo
are found scattered through your notes.
you're pretending
that it's a coincidence.

Who was she
to disgust love
in your eyes.

empty hearts
being filled with the burning
of any alcoholic beverage
that we are presented with.

it's time to get up off the floor,
because you're not coming for me.