Love poems for hopeless romantics; I'm the poet and you're my muse.
I ache for you… The memories of you touched into my skin… It's been so long since I felt the weight of you against me… That touch… That woman… Those dreams…
By Roleby Colvin7 years ago in Poets
Dream, my soul parched of light, Say not unto me a frivolous plight, The silent night with cursed tongue, Slays my dreams with one thrust.
By Heidi Wilson7 years ago in Poets
I’m a single PringleOne of quite a fewHis eyes onWere not to beSo what do I know of love? A mother embraces her childWho’s crying in despairA pair of warm armsA steady calm beatThat’s what I know of love
By Josie Campbell7 years ago in Poets
Because some of us are beautifully different, Thought I would try something NEW, Hope you all enjoy. On a weirdo's 1st day of Christmas,
By Crystal Korpan7 years ago in Poets
They say all it takes is one moment. One special person to change your view on the entire world around you. I always thought that was a lie, but then I met you.
By Marri-Ann7 years ago in Poets
I rather enjoy this fascination of Soul Mates It is a rarity, yes, but undeniably existential This belief that throughout the cosmos
By Ruda Jega7 years ago in Poets
For my love that ran away. I hope someone else finds you one day. You’ll prob still stray And be the one who got away. That poor girl that’s cried all night and day.
By Mariah Seaman7 years ago in Poets
•Dark Spots• "Who knew that the sun itself would have dark spots." Memories •Memories• "Our memories are painted on the walls."
By Dreanna Tarver7 years ago in Poets
They are why I was scared to approach you in the First place. For who would love a bird with a broken wing And only a half-hearted song to
By Finn Budd7 years ago in Poets
In her eyes I found a fire That cooled off my flame Grasping hands and entwined fingers Hearts held without shame Warmth of hers that dripped from me
By Natalie Huber7 years ago in Poets
I have never felt at home Yet, with her, I am always home No matter where I may be I am always home She smokes cigarettes like they're life support
By Samantha Gail7 years ago in Poets
Why me? Pain. Pain, it's all I've ever seen. I've seen more blackouts than the night sky has ever shown me. stars up in the sky; befriended me.
By Paige Nicholson7 years ago in Poets