Love poems for hopeless romantics; I'm the poet and you're my muse.
Where does the trash go Down into the depths Or off to the shallows We will never know It leaves our home for the curb But once there
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
I do not need your red sculpted lips, Nor hair in loops like serpents’ grips. Nor a nape that curves like a swan’s sweet song,
By Arbab Haider2 years ago in Poets
My body Moved to the door without my consent and slid it closed behind my back. Even she is trying to save me from myself.
By Bria Lamonica2 years ago in Poets
I am a lover, a weaver of dreams, In the loom of hearts, I sew the seams. I deal in love, pure and true, Sowing flowers in the morning dew.
Let's go on a journey of love. See it's beauty in life. See it's amazing eyes. It's amazing lips. All it's beauty. All the things that make you unique.
By Joe Bou Khalil2 years ago in Poets
Your kiss on my lips, Your hand in my own, When our eyes meet my stomach flips, More than I have ever shown, Dancing toward your destination,
By Hazel Steele2 years ago in Poets
With smiles we wait, For our love to come find us, Love never ending.
Our hearts burst inside, Spreading heat through our bodies, Kiss me one last time.
You drag me down with your addiction, Nothing more meaningful to you, Than your favorite affliction, That blinds the eyes of the man I knew,
Your head— uncontrollably spinning tonight you had dreamt about burning, dying from a heartbreak and you wonder how you’re still alive
By Ella Valentine2 years ago in Poets
Just got a message from the man above. He told me fear not my son and you are loved. I spent so much time without dulcet tones.
By Joe Patterson2 years ago in Poets
Come to me, my darling, Come to me in your lack. Come to me, my sweetheart, It’s time to come right back. 🖱️ Come to me with your questions,
By Kayleigh Fraser ✨2 years ago in Poets
