When I Think Of You

by Ron Carnell

Had I but a single rose Each time I thought of you, My garden would twine Through endless time, So beautiful to view. Had I but a single note Each time I thought of you, My song would last ‘'Til all things passed, And the old became the new. Had I but a single rhyme Each time I thought of you, My poem would extend For miles on end But this will have to do.

You And I

by Erin Elizabeth

You loath coffee, and make faces as I simply smile and add another creamer and some sugar to mine. One of my favorite places to relax is the beach. "I hate sand" you say, "It irritates me, but I’ll go for you." That’s Ok, because we both love Boston, And we listen to the same music. His height is a bit above average, While mine is a bit below. He says my smallness makes me perfect, And I feel protected in his large arms.

This Kiss

by Martini

we stood in the doorway his hands on my waist the clock tickling loudly almost in haste he moved in closer his eyes locked in mine I long for his kiss For just a moment in time his lips meet mine and I feel the sensation no longer must I wait to give into the sweet temptation my knees go weak my palms become sweaty I go back to that place I have been so many times already the world disappears all that's left is him and I and as we pull away I feel as though I could fly

Dream Of Me

by Sven

"Dream of me", she said as she hung up the phone "Dream only of me my love, and me alone" And later that night, when his body hit the bed, Visions of her beauty danced through his head His first dream of her was in Paris, along the Champs Elyesses Dancing with the night, playing hide-and-seek with the day The beauty of her face reflected in his eyes Never before had he felt so happy, never before had he felt so alive His next dream of her was paradise, it looked like Belize There they drank Pina Coladas and lived a life of ease The beauty of her body reflected in the sun It was then that he knew in his heart that she was the only one His last dream of her was the best of the three It was a vision of the one thing that he hoped someday would be The warmth of her body next to him, reflected in candlelight He longed for it to be like this, each and every night He rose from his dream in the middle of the night Stretching out his arms and rubbing the sleep from his sight And as he moved slowly from his bed He stopped, and noticed on his chest, her head

Walk With Me

by Munda

Walk with me, the path of life, to explore every bend of the road Enjoy with me the beauty of life, along its wonderful way Find comfort with me, in each other's arms, when grief crosses our path Find strength with me, in each other's strength, when despair lies in wait Laugh with me, a single true laugh, to enlighten another's distress Cry with me, a single true tear, to understand true happiness Cherish with me, the wonders of life, as they need to be preserved Rejoice with me, in the mysteries, of what is yet to be Find peace with me, in each other's souls, when the world has gone insane Find love with me, in each other's hearts, until this life has been fulfilled And when the path comes to an end I hope we can say from within We've known the beauty of true love, our love came from within

My First Love

by Ron Carnell

Youth took its accounting: My First Love sped past, Painful and hardening, As was its task. My first taste of life, (And a piece of my soul) That First Love left me wiser, But left my heart empty and cold. I tried to laugh and sing, Seeming not to mind; When all the time I was crying, My heart was breaking inside. But time is the greatest of healers, And in time I laughed far better. Yet, inside my heart was still cold; I lived my life still bitter. A second love, a third love, And finally a fourth. None seemed to matter, None had any worth. And then, at a special party I finally started to have fun; For I met a special woman -- She was the special one. She was quiet and shy, And didn't say much; But I sighed at her look, And I trembled at her touch. We danced for hours and hours, Quiet and happy at last; And my mind went back to another, Of a place and time long past. "Is this what the Good Lord intended, When my First Love left my life? For this woman I hold in my arms To one day become my wife?" And so it came to pass, And I thank the Lord each hour For the vastness of his wisdom And the immensity of his power. We lived a lot together, And loved even more; A child came our way, Which I thank the Good Lord for. Now the years have long slipped past, And things seldom remain the same. Yet, at times I think of that First Love, And wonder -- what was her name?