love poems
Love poems for hopeless romantics; I'm the poet and you're my muse.
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I Thought I Knew Love
I Thought I knew what love was Falling for men who were sweet in the beginning and sour at the end I thought I knew what love was when I was falling for guys who showed a little affection
MICHELLE SMITHPublished 21 minutes ago in PoetsChamomile
Your voice is like Chamomile Tea, when I'm tired, I Look for it in my cupboards
Ryan GiesePublished 35 minutes ago in PoetsShe Loved Me
Once upon a time, there was a young couple deeply in love. They had been together for several years, and their love for each other had only grown stronger over time. The man, named John, was a hardworking and ambitious individual, while the woman, named Sarah, was caring and empathetic.
Muhammad Sarib AliPublished about an hour ago in PoetsWaiting for you to light me again
If there is no want, there is no light - All that I have is in my pockets for you to have and what u need - I made some mistakes
Bazooka TeachesPublished about an hour ago in Poetsheart honour
honours hidden. heavy hearts. heartstrings held handsomely. he has had his heart handled hotly - hints have him honest
morgan leigh callisonPublished about an hour ago in PoetsIn I, Inamorato
Inspire in I, Inamorato, Impressions ineffable Irresistible, insatiable Indulgences incontrollable Intoxicating, immersing, infatuating
Rae FairchildPublished about 2 hours ago in PoetsHereafter
But I love you Oh, but I love you The wall in my chest is built high Ivy climbing through thick brick and mortar to sky
C. StachowPublished about 2 hours ago in PoetsWeekend Night
Morning Mist
The shrouded, silent meadow greets the day, Wrapped in precious moisture, drinking deep. Muted, muffled notes of birdsong play
Dana CrandellPublished about 3 hours ago in PoetsA
As Autumn leaves leave their twigs, As gentle breeze begins to freeze, As stars twinkle up above, As I am filled with thoughts of love,
Gideon MugerePublished about 3 hours ago in PoetsFinding Summer Amidst Winter
When winter whistles, wanderlust—wait where we will within warmth’s whisper. Thank you for reading my haiku! I've only dabbled in poetry, but if you liked it, click the heart-shaped button to let me know. Here’s a link to something else you may like: Reedsy Prompts and Medium.
J.C. LoveroPublished about 3 hours ago in Poets