For the night I fall asleep and awake with you on my mind
For the remnants of our first kiss on my lips
For the seconds minutes and hours
I hold you in my arms
For the moment, we intently look into each others’ eyes
Knowing it is the end of you and I
Not for a love that lives infinitely through reprinted books
and faded words
But for a love that will transcend generations through
love filled whispers
For the chance to love you.
(c) Copyright 2016 Shannon McClary
She has the final say over what gets published in the magazine and who wins the poetry contests.