love poems

Love poems for hopeless romantics; I'm the poet and you're my muse.

The True Foundation of Marriage
Character is the true threshold for marriage. Appearances change, infatuation fades, and sweet words expire, but character is what endures. When you choose to marry someone, it’s not about how romantic they are today; it’s about whether they will stand by you when you are most vulnerable, exhausted, and in need of support.
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharing5 months ago in Poets
Aftercare
The more I learn about the world, the less I want to be a part of it. No longer suicidal But I’d much rather be in the comfort of home wrapped in the peace of God’s safe love.
By Moni Staxx5 months ago in Poets
Limerence
Is limerence a dirty word? I feel filthy when I think about the way it can effect me. So pure and light like a joy from within
By Lolly Vieira5 months ago in Poets
my inheritance
mother gave me all she could while she was alive. from my birth until her death, i was met with a steady supply of her love, time, affirmations, and resources.
By kp5 months ago in Poets
The Final Goodbye
Here we are again on the slopes of healing from Love that was supposed to be forever. Dammit! A carrot dangling on a stick.
By Moni Staxx5 months ago in Poets
Never Gently
You live as long as you’re remembered Only the dead forget the war The past and future have been tethered All that we do has been done before
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden5 months ago in Poets
Fireflowers
Tell me it's a dream, like back then, when covered in sweat, I realized you were right next to me, I could sigh, and not believe, I had relief,
By Gambit5 months ago in Poets
As You Speak
Speak, my sweet as the world be at my feet and sound be only heard with the touch of my finger let dawn be not a moment but the unfolding of a day where hope like the sun about to rise lingering in its newness let day be unhurried strolling to completion hours spent devising tasks propelling notions rich with purpose for the after let night erase the day’s demands easing softly caressing where silence holds seeding fertile promises on the morrow Speak, my beloved let truth bear weight upon your tongue rest pearls upon my aural bed to savor
By Ms Jade 5 months ago in Poets
A Gentle Release
it’s difficult when life declines and all we really want is time revealing the lessons life bestows ** the pain and ache
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden5 months ago in Poets
The Invisible Man
WHY DON’T YOU MEET MY TOO-GOOD FRIENDS? I AM SO HAPPY TO BE ALIVE. THIS WORLD… THESE STRUGGLES… THEY MEAN SOMETHING. THEY MEAN UMMAH.
By Syed Umar 5 months ago in Poets
The spot
you left me by the fire, dreaming, camping right beneath your heart, imagining myself in your art, such a sunlight, and mystical moonlight,
By Gambit5 months ago in Poets
Ripples Occur Naturally
Ripples of desire were set in motion. lovers test the water. finding it pleasurable, plunging in headfirst. * Over time,
By Julie Lacksonen5 months ago in Poets