love poems
Love poems for hopeless romantics; I'm the poet and you're my muse.
The Sheets
I want to lick every part of you starting with your brain. I want to bask in evening glow wrapped in your sheets. Tell me what to do, give me what you want, I want it to.
Legacy of Love
In the hush of dawn, when the world awakes, And the sun peeks through with golden stakes, A symphony of life begins its play, A timeless dance in the light of day.
Feumbana Njoya FatimatouPublished about 2 hours ago in PoetsIt's Cold
I think that I like the cold because it makes me feel awake. It reminds me that I am alive as it bites me, Burns my lungs and turns my skin to stone.
Obsidian WordsPublished about 6 hours ago in PoetsLove is the Rainbow and the Rain
How easy it was to touch the sky. Kissing you for the first time. Your touch made me fly, but your love was a disguise. I took you at your word. Words twisted in lies.
Cat BrooksPublished about 7 hours ago in PoetsThe sparking Feather
In the strong and furious gale, when no one was about, an observing guy saw, all of a sudden, a feather most adorable.
P.A.Vinura JayasankaPublished about 7 hours ago in PoetsFriend or My Love... Who Are You, My Dear...
Friend or my love... Who are you, my dear... Friend or my love... Who are you, my dear... You ask to sleep on my lap...
Under the Surface
Under the surface in my dream There lies alone my everything More beautiful I cannot see Charm is her manifold stalking She makes love to me by being
Patrick M. OhanaPublished about 15 hours ago in PoetsSunday Spirits
Mary, warm your stone soul Through the glass pours morning light We’re in our prime, and you’re a star You are my drink, my recipe, my cure
Christy MunsonPublished about 16 hours ago in PoetsThe Dinosaur in the Room
The elephant in the room, More like a dinosaur in our bed-room, Was an ignored omen of our doom. The unaddressable dinosaur in our room.
Iselle CardenasPublished about 16 hours ago in PoetsIt never was
How can I be sad over something I never had? Fondness that, for me, had started to grow, my emotions were playing catch and throw.
Christina VanhaerentsPublished about 16 hours ago in PoetsMy Dark Room
In my dark room Wondering if the reason you can't sleep Is the same reason I can't sleep too I'm swerving the news, and everything around me reminds me so much of you
Frankie MartinelliPublished about 18 hours ago in Poets- AI-Generated
"Song of the Seventh Note"
Birds take off overhead, Sun cries tears. The fountain of melodies streams, In the green bird's mouth. The scent of the backwoods, the shadow of mists,
Aysha IslamPublished about 21 hours ago in Poets