lonely saxophone
whines throughout the bar
songs for his late wife

Austin Evans (4)

quiet conversation
he gets closer
—heart stops

full moon overhead
crickets in the background
we get to know one another

Dillon Damarian (3)

she fills my heart
with song.
no room left

pushing her away
too shy to say
I love you

Aaron Fleming (3)

clear winter night
I clutch her to me
peaceful together

wind-blown hair
he can't look away
from those hazel eyes

my beautiful girl
eyes closed, gently breathing
a slight finger twitch

no makeup
hair tied in a bun
he loves her anyway

Heather Nigh (4)

beneath the branches
we talk of love
autumn willow

Lexi DeSollar (3)

caller ID
tears well up
voice mail again

Debbie Vogel (4)

phone lights up
a good night text
sweet dreams

Kort Branscome (5)

empty living room
candle stump
forgotten

desks piled with
brown paper sacks
. . . young love

bit of college-ruled paper
passed to the back
to find her heart

she smiles
everything around
disappears

Aaron Fleming (3)

6,000 RPM
a blurry panorama
that sexy wind blown look

Adam Falasz (3)

seeing a couple
laughing
experience the pain again

Alex Brase (4)

as the priest closes,
a crowd awaits
the two men's kiss

i could sit for hours
listening to
your breathing

now
no one can hear
when I talk in my sleep

Lexi DeSollar (6)

i can still taste
the cherry on her lips—
the one that got away

Dillon Damarian (5)

sad and forlorn
a friend finds me
cup of hot cocoa

Jackie Dumitrescu (4)

a new ribbon
he laughs at my girlishness
Magnolia breeze

your love is not
a John Hughes movie
you're not pretty in pink

a spark ignites
faster than
a blink of an eye

dinner and a movie
—butterflies
first date

laughing at jokes
only we understand
everyone around stares

Aaron Fleming (5)

long line for Chinese
surrounded by others
all alone

Jenna Farquhar (2)

x-box
buffalo wild wings
who needs love?

Aaron Fleming (10)

tempered heart patient
calls out
for his wife

in the mailbox
sits
a heart shaped box

radiant sunlight
the ring bearer
picks his nose

Lexi DeSollar (6)

like snow
when the sun comes up
love is gone

park swings
talking of the future
as we watch the sunset

Heather Nigh (6)

I sneak a look
sculpted cheek bone
he turns, I blush

under the counter
you sit
      little monkey slippers

Jenna Farquhar (2)

gazing at you
the opening act of the opera
comes to a close

Jeremy Maxwell (5)

her smile appears
on Skype
warmth

he reaches
for her hand
junebugs

midnight,
the moon and stars bright.
Is she watching them too?

T.J. Holmes (6)

under the maple tree
we talk for hours,
hands inch closer