Why can't I dream of you?

I think of you every minute of every day,
But when I lay my head on my pillow and drift away,
You are never there, I don't like it this way!

While I sleep my head maybe empty, but my heart is laden
My sorrow is endless and I don't want to awaken

I want to see you now in my dreams, I insist
To dream that it is you I kissed
Now you are gone it's almost like I no longer exist
That's life, when things are good theres always a nasty twist

Please come to me soon, I will be waiting
My heart is aching.

It's been so long.
I've missed you so.
We missed you at Christmas.
It was...so lonely this year.

I remember every Christmas,
You would be here early.
Making a mess of things for Mom,
Keeping me company on the way to school.

It just wasn't Christmas without you.
Not the way its always been
Where has my best friend been?
I miss you
Jack Frost

Here's hoping you had a snowy holiday
I believe in you still
Love: Jamie

Have you ever felt
Like crawling out of your skin
Like you’ll just never win

Have you ever felt
Like the walls are closing in around you
And you have no place to run to

Have you ever felt
Like life has already passed you by
You have no tears left to cry

Have you ever felt
What is the point of going on
Every reason to wake up is totally gone

Have you ever felt*
The way I feel
If you do, I hope you will heal

She kissed me on perfect spaces,
     With stars,
          Into constellations.*

© 2015 J.S.P.

I'm sure this is real
Our broken hearts will heel in time
You leave me confused, breathless,
Wanting more,
More of you .

I stand in a room full of people,
And want to shout your name,
But can't.
My throat frozen in a,
Two thousand year scream.

Sightless eyes, surveying,
Trying to catch that knowing
Wink, uncertain smile,
With no way of telling,
Whether it’s been seen.

Memories of times gone by,
Caught between whispers,
And a silent scream,
From a silent tongue,

Frozen in alabaster.

© Nick Strong 2014

I want to write my heart to you
and joy in a baby's laugh
and the dance of a field of flowers
and the soft honeyed interior
a warm hand in the dark
and the flame flaring and arcing
the wave's swell, crest and crash
and the mirror opening out
I want to speak to you
of the road home that I know

I want to dress my heart shining
with ribbons and colored paper
the gift you're happiest to open
the one you value most