love poems
Love poems for hopeless romantics; I'm the poet and you're my muse.
Moonlit Confessions
The silence of Moon 💞 I told on you to the smiling moon like you were a little promise I wanted the stars to hear about.🥀
Creative ChroniclesPublished about an hour ago in PoetsI Could Be Loved By You
I'm not right all of the time, I get things wrong, Then again; So do you. I might leave my things everywhere, And sometimes, act like I don't care,
Carol TownendPublished about an hour ago in PoetsEclipse of the Heart
Even if you told me not to look, I still would have . Although it hurt, I continued in denial of the stinging inside my brain, telling me to
Ladies, Why rush into Marriage?
Do you stress over marriage when you are 30s? In a world where people often stress over marriage, it’s good to know that not getting married isn’t a big problem. But picking the wrong person to marry? That can lead to a lifetime of trouble.
Emily Chan - Life and love sharingPublished about 7 hours ago in PoetsTender love
Simply say yes. But don't let him! Don't let him have early access to your pants. Examine him. His affection for you. His love for you needs to be proven.
Gloria PenelopePublished about 10 hours ago in PoetsWhy Should I Show My Body To You?
A woman's love, conceived with grace, exists in the region where hearts weave. She caresses souls with calm ease, her sensitive touch like a soft breeze.
Praveen PkPublished about 10 hours ago in PoetsThere is no limit to our love
Enjoying life's details. Enjoying life, beauty, Every day is happy. With every moment of life,. The right person you love,
Joe Bou KhalilPublished about 11 hours ago in PoetsIlluvial We Are
Even in this dwindled aura, in our Chaos--on this dim, unkindled, sallow road to Oz and through it all--we become more
I need you today
I need you today. I need you tonight. I need you now. not tomorrow just today. Please come over. Come and give it to me.
Gloria PenelopePublished about 12 hours ago in Poetsin pursuit
Each night concludes with the aim of dreaming lucidly, to see my inamorata again, clutching pillows as if they could ever be you, my consciousness
protektor
she's just a girl, but demons surround her. they've become her companions, shaping her perspective and guiding her actions.
dshawn wavPublished about 14 hours ago in Poetsalone
as he grapples with the void left by her departure, he discovers echoes of her essence woven into the fabric of his solitude.
dshawn wavPublished about 14 hours ago in Poets