love poems
Love poems for hopeless romantics; I'm the poet and you're my muse.
Loves Gentle Mercies
she melts into my embrace, as i draw her in, her touch is softer than velvetsweeter than sugar, the taste of her lips, cherished moments i cannot resisti crave her scent like the birds and the bees, her nectar sustains my existencewith the songs that she sings, she can effortlessly, disarm me of any resistanceit's easy to see her power over me, though she wields her strength with sweet mercy. like the sun and the moon, we orbit in tune, moving worlds standing still in one place
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden2 years ago in Poets
Letters I Never Sent
I wrote my thoughts on paper, But they never reached your door, Folded up like secret dreams, Now lost forevermore. I wrote of love, of missing you, Of moments we once shared, But these letters stayed with me, Unopened, unprepared. Each line held hopes I couldn’t say, Locked away inside, The paper aged, the words grew cold, As time passed us by. They sit here still, untouched, unread, Faded with the years, Like promises I never made, And feelings turned to fears. I wonder if you’d understand, The things I never said, But now it’s just too late to know, The past is gone instead. So here they lie, these letters lost, In shadows where they hide, The words that never found their way, Still waiting deep inside.
By Black Rose2 years ago in Poets
Courtly Love
In secret whispers, hearts do meet, A love so pure, so soft, so sweet. With gentle glances, souls entwined, In quiet longing, love defined. A knight would bow, his heart to give, For in her grace, his soul would live. No touch or kiss, yet hearts ignite, In honour's name, their love takes flight. With vows unspoken, hearts remain, In love's soft glow, untouched by pain. A fleeting glance, a tender sigh, Love's promise rests in the lover's eye. Bound by respect, yet lost in fire, Courtly love lifts hearts much higher. In distant dreams, their love will stay, An endless dance, night into day.
By Jagadeeswaran Selvaraj2 years ago in Poets
Intellectual Love
In minds entwined, we softly meet, Where thoughts and dreams together greet. No need for touch, no words required, Our hearts are sparked, our souls inspired. Through quiet talks, ideas bloom, In shared debate, we fill the room. With every glance, new worlds unfold, As wisdom’s warmth in us takes hold. Beyond the physical, we find, A deeper bond within the mind. In every question, answer too, We shape our love in all we do. This love is born in mental grace, A shared pursuit, a thoughtful space. With intellect as its guiding light, Our love endures through day and night.
By Jagadeeswaran Selvaraj2 years ago in Poets
