Love poems for hopeless romantics; I'm the poet and you're my muse.
Sweetest shadows and secrets inspire inklings of love and long eves. Nights never cease to be calming especially with eased ears.
By Sam Eliza Green2 years ago in Poets
Take my hand my lovely friend And across the room we’ll glide Time will stand still, lacking an end While our hearts in this moment abide
By Tom Farrow2 years ago in Poets
You've unravelled me, left me this tangled mess— wild, unfurled, yearning. Fingers wait for knitting needles, palms ache for yours
By Soul2 years ago in Poets
Truth is a treasure, a priceless treasure. Upon it foundations are built. They are solid! Lies, masquerades, assumptions are like loose sands that cannot hold water under the scorching sun.
By Emos Sibu Poriei (Kaya)2 years ago in Poets
…Waking to a Nightmare of it falling …. In the eye of the storm, our love resides, A silent fury where the tempest hides.
By K F2 years ago in Poets
So happy I can skip My mirror is talking to me Isn't that me I'm seeing? Let me smile at you Eh, let you smile at me!
Distracted by your nipples targeting my eyes Surrendering to your pussy as it throws wide Jubilating as I understand your clockwise
By Patrick M. Ohana2 years ago in Poets
Sometimes you come to mind in the quiet of the day - those long or short moments when I see a flash of you. Everything reminds me of you, some days.
By Heather Scott2 years ago in Poets
Full Disclosure Your fair-weather friends / Flew south for the season. Their migration second nature / Still, it smacked of treason.
By Chris Z2 years ago in Poets
I A M N O L O N G E R … And in my place is Something Though I am not sure that it is S.T.R.O.N.G.E.R. Just that it is
By Obsidian Words2 years ago in Poets
Silent nights until seeing you in my dreams, all I have for now, until I find you in this plane I can not make out your face, but can feel your soul reaching out for mine, I reach for you too
By Savannah K. Wilson2 years ago in Poets
What do I dream of when I see you Seeking aspirations here and there, Hoping to find the perfect match, But reality and dream seem apathetic.
By Juliet Ogbaro2 years ago in Poets
