To understand this poem, it is necessary to realize that I was in a relationship with someone via the internet, as she lived on the opposite side of the Atlantic Ocean. This didn't lessen our love for each other, if anything it strengthened it, but it does upset me occasionally, that I am not able to show her how much I love her. Words are indeed useless where love is concerned.

This is the first poem I wrote after meeting, and falling in love with, a girl I met over the internet. Unorthodox maybe, but our love is very real, and the separation between us hits me hard at times. This means that many of my poems are sad, but there is generally a note of optimism, as her love is so incredible it takes my breath away.

This poem seems to speak well for itself, so there isn't much I can say, simply that it's written for a very close friend who has had a rough ride in matters concerning love.

Incidentally, it also draws attention to the advantages of being a good friend, namely that you can share in the joyous times as well as the sad.

I wrote this after a telephone call with my girlfriend, during which I felt she was not being completely open with me about how she was feeling. I wanted to let her know that I would always be there for her, and this is the result.

Well, the title speaks for itself, I wrote this early on in my relationship with my first love, (also my current love), and it was just an expression of what I wanted, but wasn't able to have because we were on opposite sides of the Atlantic Ocean.

I felt that I needed to tell my girlfriend why I loved her so much, and why I was able to do so, and this was the result. I had to thank her for everything she had done for me, because she had done so much.

I wrote this after I felt that my girlfriend was not being open with me, I was depressed when I wrote this, and I just wanted her to know that I really needed her to trust me that I wouldn't hurt her.

I was walking along the road looking at the most gorgeous sunset, and the idea for this poem came to me, nothing dramatic, just a simple pledge of my love. Well, the simile with red roses was getting cliched!! (that's a joke, but only a partial one!)

Have you ever wished that someone would say specific words to you for whatever reason? I have, and this poem was the result of my anxiety.

I've had writer, s block for a while now, and ally that to my busy schedule, and you can tell why I've not written much recently. I wish I had more time to write, but that's life. Anyway, I wanted to attempt something more "poetic" where I define poetic to be abstract, yet understandable, using beautiful words to produce an overall impression. Previously my poems could be said to be more "material" or "matter- of- fact" and I wanted to break from this. This poem is just, as the title suggests, an attempt to describe a loving kiss, and when I say loving, I mean loving in all senses of the word. A kiss between two people who are at one with each other. Hopefully I've conveyed some of the feelings in this poem, and for those who read it, let the words wash over you, as this is how I intend it to be read.

Author's Note: the final two lines, in italics, should be whispered.