love poems
Love poems for hopeless romantics; I'm the poet and you're my muse.
The Awakening
One day I was lost, enclosed in a seemingly impenetrable bubble of despair and regret, uncertain as to why I allowed myself to fall so far for a man
Lizzy GabrickPublished a day ago in PoetsExploding
You explode into a swirling mix of smoke and sparks when you are entranced by the potential or actuality of love a beautiful firework,
Lizzy GabrickPublished a day ago in PoetsFalling
Remind me how it feels to fall in love a fresh start, a first kiss, butterflies and our surroundings disappearing around us.
Kay HusnickPublished a day ago in PoetsYour Name On My Heart
Ask me in December when the year is nearly done As we gather near together celebrating Christ, the son Mother, sister, father, brother
Kelli Sheckler-AmsdenPublished a day ago in PoetsWhen The Frost Whispers My Name
* Ask me in December when the frost whispers my name When you begged me to remember our bodies dancing near the flame
Kelli Sheckler-AmsdenPublished a day ago in PoetsLove Me Right
Under or over the covers? Kissing and touching on one another We're making love to each other. The smell of your skin, on mine sinking in
Jazmine AmbrosiaPublished a day ago in PoetsYour love has made me a whore.
Your love has made me a whore. ____By Aranna Hasan Delwar. One day I became a tree You will come in the morning of Fagun
Aranna Hasan DelwarPublished a day ago in PoetsHostel Breakfast
Your golden hair and pale blue eyelids Make me feel like I might go wild Cheetah print make me a liar So I just tell you that I like you for your smile
Dominic Casey-LeePublished a day ago in PoetsOut of touch
Out of touch _____By Aranna Hasan Delwar. How do you get lost? Gradually you are decaying You are turning into an emotionless person
Aranna Hasan DelwarPublished a day ago in PoetsTo Dance
Have you ever seen a love so divine as that of the Sun and Earth? Both destined, like a mother and father entranced in
Antoni NimaPublished a day ago in PoetsMy Constant
You, dear, are my constant For me, it all starts and ends with you A deep, hindering unease in my chest A steady, stable fear
angela hepworthPublished a day ago in PoetsMe and him
Noise started We both exchanged words. It was just a simple argument. But we made noise. He needed it. i denied He asked again.
Gloria PenelopePublished a day ago in Poets