I will long for the day where we are both sat under the same moon

Where the only distance was the inches left between our lips

Where the songs we hear were the sound of our breaths and the thump of our heartbeats

Where time is merely an illusion and the only place I'd rather ever get lost in is your eyes

- RWP

you wanted the window and I wanted to look at you.

- Mahmoud Darwish

he'd kiss your eyes and repent.

- Farouq Jwaydeh

and a heaven in a wild flower,

hold infinity in the palm of your hand

and eternity in an hour.

- William Blake

where i does not exist, nor you,
so close that your hand on my chest is my hand,
so close that your eyes close as I fall asleep.

- Pablo Neruda

- Franz Kafka

arrive at my

death, late,

in love, and

a little drunk.

- Atticus

i stretch out on the shore

and think of you

had i told the sea

what i felt for you,

it would have left its shores,

its shells,

its fish,

and followed me.

- Nizar Qabbani

and i will not let a drop

of you hit the ground.

- Rudy Francisco

that inhabits you for a moment

only. i would like to be that unnoticed

& that necessary.

- Margaret Atwood

i'd marry you in two.

and the other? that life over there

and i wonder sometimes

if i'll ever find you.

- Sarah Russell

i am never without it (anywhere i go you go, my dear; and whatever is done by only me is your doing, my darling)

- e. e. cummings

- Virginia Woolf

I saw your eyes before I had eyes to see.
And I've lived longing 
for your ever look ever since.
That longing entered time as this body. 
And the longing grew as this body waxed.
And the longing grows as the body wanes.
The longing will outlive this body.

I loved you before I was born.
It doesn't make sense, I know.

Long before eternity, I caught a glimpse
of your neck and shoulders, your ankles and toes.
And I've been lonely for you from that instant.
That loneliness appeared on earth as this body. 
And my share of time has been nothing 
but your name outrunning my ever saying it clearly. 
Your face fleeing my ever
kissing it firmly once on the mouth.

In longing, I am most myself, rapt,
my lamp mortal, my light 
hidden and singing. 

I give you my blank heart.
Please write on it
what you wish. 

- Li-Young Lee

i forget the rest.

- Walt Whitman

I find You all around me.

Your presence fills my eyes with Your love.

It humbles my heart,

for You are everywhere.

- Hakim Sanai

The size of it made us all laugh.

I peeled it and shared it with Robert and Dave—

They got quarters and I had a half.

And that orange, it made me so happy,

As ordinary things often do

Just lately. The shopping. A walk in the park.

This is peace and contentment. It’s new.

The rest of the day was quite easy.

I did all the jobs on my list

And enjoyed them and had some time over.

I love you. I’m glad I exist.

- Wendy Cope

― Paulo Coelho, The Alchemist

― William Shakespeare, Hamlet

― Rumi

Against black silences I waked to see

A shower of sunlight over Italy

And green Ravello dreaming on her height;

I have remembered music in the dark,

The clean swift brightness of a fugue of Bach’s,

And running water singing on the rocks

When once in English woods I heard a lark.

But all remembered beauty is no more

Than a vague prelude to the thought of you—

You are the rarest soul I ever knew,

Lover of beauty, knightliest and best;

My thoughts seek you as waves that seek the shore,

And when I think of you, I am at rest.

- Sara Teasdale

into each other’s eyes more,

and also to appease the mutes,

the government has decided

to allot each person exactly one hundred   

and sixty-seven words, per day.

When the phone rings, I put it to my ear   

without saying hello. In the restaurant   

I point at chicken noodle soup.

I am adjusting well to the new way.

Late at night, I call my long distance lover,   

proudly say I only used fifty-nine today.   

I saved the rest for you.

When she doesn’t respond,

I know she’s used up all her words,   

so I slowly whisper I love you

thirty-two and a third times.

After that, we just sit on the line   

and listen to each other breathe.

- Jeffrey McDaniel

- Virginia Woolf

- Rumi