Just One More Night With You
I wrote this poem 11 years ago, during a time when my heart was overflowing with longing. It recently popped up in my Facebook memories, and reading it again brought back a wave of emotion. Some nights feel colder than others not because of the weather, but because of the ache of missing someone. Loneliness creeps in, and memories become vivid dreams. This poem was written in one of those moments, when longing becomes louder than silence and love feels both distant and eternal and the deep ache of love that refuses to fade. If you've ever yearned for just one more night with someone you love, this is for you. The Poem Thinking of you in my sleepless, lonely, cold night, That I'm looking into your eyes, Kissing me and touching me tonight. But your distance is like stars and moon at night. If loving you is not right, Then I don't care and I don't mind. If loving you is a crime, Then...