Love poems for hopeless romantics; I'm the poet and you're my muse.
I needed you more than I could say But you let it slip slowly slip away I can't play this game you started I can't keep turning up to be hurt
By Calvin London8 months ago in Poets
That first night: the laughter, the music, the love The first date: the music, the poetry, the moon The road trip through a hurricane, my yoga pants ruined by rain, the Violent Femmes, and that morning at the Hirshorn, the Rodin
By Harper Lewis 8 months ago in Poets
This is it all You & I Need to forget everything we know Whatever this is Was broken by you I trusted but shouldn’t Silence was your favorite answer
By Tina D. Lopez8 months ago in Poets
before the snow got dirty, you loved me, wrote my name in cursive on the lining of your soul when you gathered all the courage in the galaxy next door,
I claim to want romance, a fellow tall, Moonlit dances, tulips that never fade, Enchanted fairy tales where bodies laid, Texts with heart emojis, a morning call.
I have always wanted a bouquet of friends. Colorful, vivid with the scent of life. One of each of my favorite flowers Plucked from a year, a generation, a time.
By Silver Daux8 months ago in Poets
This morn I rolled over and there you were snoring lightly with the blanket you’d ripped from atop me tucked tightly between your legs
By A. J. Schoenfeld8 months ago in Poets
Why is it that my only choices as a woman in love are either to be fucked well or understood?
By Mikayla Rose8 months ago in Poets
I used to fall like a dropped glass fast, loud, everyone looking. ﹁﹂ Now it’s slower. Annoyingly slower. Like stepping off a curb in the rain
By Milan Milic8 months ago in Poets
The stove clicks, breathing He starts the palak paneer I sip my warm chai
By Michele Nampalli8 months ago in Poets
Scarlet staccato sunlight stiletto stabs my eyes Tattooing through trees, a tap dance on a hardwood floor The rhythmic beat reverberates through me
Verse 1 We are primal We are tribal We are the hunger in the dark Slide next to me, slow and certain Let your hard shoulder claim my soft heart
By Julie O'Hara - Author, Poet and Spiritual Warrior8 months ago in Poets
