Youth

Like the giant ancient redwood standing since ages past, I spy the young spring sapling peeking above the horizon.

Her beauty renews my fervor, but her youth leaves me desperate for her acceptance. I yearn to abide in the same spirit, the equal chilling edifice, just to breath the same stale air as this wonderous girl, and know her being.

This perfect form with rousing breasts, hair as dark as ripe wheat, hips that sway like a bell, and large eyes, as green as the calm seductive ocean.

My longing to just hold her is greater than the deepest pain I know. For since my eyes first met hers I have been unable to understand anything or anybody else.

But hence the world is full of the unquenched desires of old men for beauty such as hers. Because there can exist no aphrodisiac like innocence.

-Johnny V.

Satan's Fool

Lucifer smiles for he knows my weakness.

His lips part to a rotting blackness that once held fangs.

The scars upon my flesh prove my cowardice.

For since time began it has been his favorite prey.

As he extends his dark and damaged finger. I'm drawn closer to his cold altar.

I present my bloody scarred soul for payment but suddenly my power is renewed.

A realization of dismay cuts his face, as his gaze slices thru my soul.

I turn to view the brightness and kindness of my soulmate.

Her fearlessness is maddening to him, he freezes with doubt.

Without a word he understands that his minor prize is forfeited.

For claim of my essence has been her's long before he drew his primordial breath.

-Johnny V.

Solace

My soul howls in terror, as the demons desend on me.

But its pleas fall upon deaf ears.

They have been seeking me since time began.

For I alone understand their pain.

They find their comfort deep in my mind.

My darkness is their only solace.

-Johnny V.

Denial

I can no longer contain the yearning she forces upon my soul.

The scars ere only made deeper by the waiting.

My burning spirit longs for her cooling touch.

Her denial comes before my heart's desperate request.

My tears turn to mist in the cold ocean of her love.

Yet the deeper she cuts the stronger my desire.

-Johnny V.

God's Regret

The darkness consumes my very spirit.

As I tumble down I reach out for safety.

As with love, safety has long ago abandoned me.

I call out, my words are silenced. ... Regret runs scarlet thru my weak veins.

My soul cries out as the flames violently singe my flesh.

Laughing at my pain, the angels reject my pleas.

The light fades, and God is sorry for the part he has played in my demise.

-Johnny V.

My problem.

Sometimes the hardest person to understand is yourself. I have time and time again asked myself why I continue to get into the same situation. Why do you allow this to happen?

I continue to lead with my heart. Then as I realize how deeply I'm trapped I try to correct my actions. But there us no choice but to wait for my heart to break and end my torture only to begin a new pain.

So in my fear of this I love even harder. Ending in an obsession I am powerless to control.

-Johnny V.

My Captain

Her tender scent lingers long after her absence.

My desire for her embrace, chokes my spirit.

I'm am lost in my unending need for her seduction.

The silky touch of her lips, caress my damaged soul.

Before her altar I offer my bruised heart.

Filled with haste, she brushes it aside.
With tear stained eyes, I fall upon my knees.

For even the warmest desires grow cold in idle hands.

The rivers of blood run deep in my dreams.

I am the captain going under on her ship of fools.

-Johnny V.

Death's Call

I cannot see him, but know why he has come.

His icy frigid hand rests upon my shoulder.

I have known of my doom since I first experienced her soft eyes.

Her seductive breath has power over my resistance.

I cannot turn away, for long ago my soul made its fatal choice.

My undying love for her surpasses my eternal demise.

She is the misery I crave, I breath in her sight alone.

He is back to drag me to my long bitter struggle.

I am at ease, for it is less torture than a life of her love denied.

-Johnny V.

Winter's Tale

How often I've mourned the loss of her blood red lips.

For it is my unworthy pride that has released her.

Her porcelain skin, pale as the winter lake shore.

I have placed my fragile dreams beneath her tender soles.

She takes care to tread softly upon these passionless dreams.

Her quiet and gentle form crosses with the lightest touch.

Still her unwilling heart shuns my lilac scented desires.

Her beauty is above the highest peak, yet as warm as a tropics breeze.

My Passion to touch her goes unnoticed as my soul withers beside the truth.

-Johnny V.

Echoes

I spy her soft and gentle smile from across the sun.

The ache in my heart is unbearable.

Yet I'm pulled ever nearer, each step sealing my doom.

I can no longer stop, I cannot depart.

For she alone is my deadly addiction.

It consumes my soul until its hollowed echoes blind my ears.

-Johnny V.