love poems

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

Romantic in Love
Romantic in love with a hopeless dream Ordering life to appear like fiction Minus the love, a torturous centime Athenian only in depiction.
By Patrick M. Ohana3 years ago in Poets
Precious Time
Start to get up and clear your mind How do you expect time can wait for you Imagine all the time flies in every second or any minute
By Air Emory3 years ago in Poets
A Soul Made in Heaven
A Soul made in Heaven On this day not long ago A beautiful soul was born. The angels above had done tremendous planning To bring to this earth a soul that was amazing and outstanding
By Trisha Melendez3 years ago in Poets
Two "Women loving Women" Poems....
At What Time... At what time does friendship turn to romance? When your every thought is of her. At what time does wondering turn to lust?
By Trisha Melendez3 years ago in Poets
"Eternal Embrace: A Love's Journey"
In the heart's quiet chamber, love softly stirs, A gentle flame that endlessly recurs. It whispers secrets, known only to two,
By Guilbert M3 years ago in Poets
Random
Every now and then some circumstances put you through hard tests to just awakening some concealing proficiency that'd been hidden into a muddled mind
By Sofiane Illyah 3 years ago in Poets
Whispers of the Night
In fields of gold and skies of blue, Where dreams take flight and hearts renew. A gentle breeze, a whispered song, In nature's embrace, we all belong.
By Relang3 years ago in Poets
She Is Me
She began life as a fragile flower, delicate and beautiful, a precious gift. Shielded and protected fiercely with the untainted skin of innocence. Blessed with a spirit of joy and full expectation - fearlessly facing her triumphs and fear. Still untouched by the brutality that is life, she willingly bared her soul, simply for the joy it brought.
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden3 years ago in Poets
Love the Skin You’re In
She enters a state of introspection, studying, Deciphering exactly who she was just yesterday, Noticing the growth, the change of who she was yesteryear,
By Colleen Millsteed 3 years ago in Poets
How Could You Not Love Me?
How could you not love me? I was there in times of trouble, And I spent time with you by the double; I showed you that I cared,
By Carol Ann Townend3 years ago in Poets
Glimpse of Us
“Dancing is creating a sculpture that is visible only for a moment.” ― Erol Ozan A walk Through a history, no explanation needs.
By Jennifer David3 years ago in Poets
I'll Be the Moon Face
I will be your moon face! If you are my friend. Ignore this world society and I will give you love. A sudden closeness will miscarry in your fragile heart
By Aranna Hasan Delwar 3 years ago in Poets