I Miss You

Missing you tonight
I want to see your face again
Just once more before I go to sleep

Last night was the best night of my life
You held me tight all night
You gently kissed me until I felt right

We held hands all through the night
I never wanted to leave your warm embrace
I don’t think I’ve ever felt this way

I love you so much
I can’t believe we’ve made it this far
Together forever is what I wish for

Each night before I go to sleep
I thank God for sending you to me
I feel so blessed to have you as a boyfriend

As I lay my head on your shoulder
You wrap your arms around me
You whisper to me …”I’m going to miss you”

Just a couple more days…
I say to myself as I hang up the phone
I go to sleep just wishing you were there by me.

- By Unknown

True Love

I tell u i love u every night
What would Love be without the silly fights
Without something to make it right
I'm glad the fights happened
Or we wouldn't be as strong as we are now
We stay up all night talking
But what we talk about is nothing
But the nothings are everything
To show the thought each of us care
I love you without regret
I've felt this way about you since We first met
No words can express
None so true
You might say I'm crazy
Yea your right just crazy about you.

- By Ashley Redden

Dreams of You

When I rest my head,
I look to the stars above,
Remembering all you said,
Hoping for feelings of love.

My vivid visions of your face,
Keep me awake at night,
Imagine your sweet embrace,
My lusting heart, you ignite.

Fleeting dreams of us,
Fade into the void,
As I start to obsess,
My memories destroyed.

My waking is bittersweet,
For I wake alone,
My life is incomplete,
And our future is unknown.

One day we will unite,
Make my dreams come true,
To be with you tonight,
For I'm nothing, without you.

By - C Fowler

How to Love

After stepping into the world again,

there is that question of how to love, 

how to bundle yourself against the frosted morning—

the crunch of icy grass underfoot, the scrape 

of cold wipers along the windshield—

and convert time into distance. 

 

What song to sing down an empty road

as you begin your morning commute?

And is there enough in you to see, really see, 

the three wild turkeys crossing the street 

with their featherless heads and stilt-like legs

in search of a morning meal? Nothing to do 

but hunker down, wait for them to safely cross. 

 

As they amble away, you wonder if they want 

to be startled back into this world. Maybe you do, too, 

waiting for all this to give way to love itself, 

to look into the eyes of another and feel something— 

the pleasure of a new lover in the unbroken night, 

your wings folded around him, on the other side 

of this ragged January, as if a long sleep has ended.

By - January Gill O’Neil is the author of Misery Islands (CavanKerry Press, 2014) and Underlife (CavanKerry Press, 2009). She is executive director of the Massachusetts Poetry Festival and teaches at Salem State University in Salem, Massachusetts.