Waking Up is Hard to Do - by Joyce Angelica Verdad

Drifting to sleep, my eyelids comply and they close. Eyes shut but my mind is running like crazy, weaving my dreams for tonight. Not surprisingly I see you there. You never leave my thoughts during the day, why would it be any different at night? 

Once in a While - by Joyce Angelica Verdad

Whisper my name as you touch my cheek

and after you pull it back 

I can still feel its warmth

gaze into my eyes as you continue to talk

Sonnet CXVI - by William Shakespeare

Let me not to the marriage of true minds

Admit impediments. Love is not love

Which alters when it alteration finds,

Or bends with the remover to remove:

Astrophel and Stella Sonnet LIV - by Sir Philip Sidney

Because I breathe not love to every one,

Nor do not use set colours for to wear,

Nor nourish special locks of vowed hair,

Nor give each speech a full point of a groan,

The courtly nymphs, acquainted with the moan

Of them who in their lips Love's standard bear,

"What, he!" say they of me, 'now I dare swear

He cannot love; no, no, let him alone.' 

And think so still, so Stella know my mind!

Profess, indeed, I do not Cupid's art;

But you, fair maids, at length this true shall find,

That his right badge is worn but in the heart.

Dumb swans, not chattering pies, do lovers prove;

They love indeed who quake to say they love. 

Dear, I to Thee This Diamond Commend - by Sir John Harrington

Dear, I to thee this diamond commend,

In which a model of thyself I send.

How just unto thy joints this circlet sitteth,

So just thy face and shape my fancy fitteth.

An Evening Song - by Sidney Lanier

Look off, dear Love, across the sallow sands,

And mark yon meeting of the sun and sea,

How long they kiss in sight of all the lands.

Ah! longer, longer, we.