Love poems for hopeless romantics; I'm the poet and you're my muse.
The Telephone Call Her voice came on the telephone line, Clipped and proper, laced with steel, She spoke of manners, class and care,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 11 months ago in Poets
Verse 1 In the heart of Nashville, where dreams are bought and sold, The lonely soul of Lora stretched her wings loud and bold
By Julie O'Hara - Author, Poet and Spiritual Warrior11 months ago in Poets
Verse 1 When I first laid eyes on you, the room got real honest, All the noise in my head went quiet And something in me whispered through the static and the promise:
Verse 1 You wrote your name in salt across my skin Every letter burned, then faded thin I used to ache and tremble at the sound
Album coming out soon. Verse 1 Annie packed her summer dresses in the cold New England snow Left a note beside her coffee cup saying, “I’ve got to go”
[Verse] In the back rooms of my mind Where demons play and desire sighs I think of you I always do Life tries to lock the door
Please note, this song featured on my CD “The Songwriter” link listed below. You can hear part of the track there. (Verse 1)
[Verse] He'd sit by the window where the sunlight was streaming Lost in the melodies and thoughts his heart was dreaming With a pencil in his hand and a hot fire in his chest
Introduction 'The Moon Fairy' Hermann von Kaulbach is a wonderful painting I found on The Enchanted Booklet here: The music is "Last Time by Moonlight" by Enya
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 11 months ago in Poets
The Eyes That See With In You Across the table, your eyes meet mine, And in their light I catch your past, The years unfold like silent cards,
Gravity of Your Name Your name crosses a room and objects adjust. -- The mug leans a little in its ring, the calendar sways on its pin,
By Milan Milic11 months ago in Poets
She thinks we're alone the wolf within me grinning that we never are
By Daniel K11 months ago in Poets
