Love poems for hopeless romantics; I'm the poet and you're my muse.
Your hand in mine, a whispered fire, A quiet spark, a deep desire. The world falls still, the night turns slow, When all I need is your soft glow.
By Abdul basit12 months ago in Poets
it’s hard not to fall in love as you stir the stars for me it’s hard not to fall in love as you lift my little wings it’s hard not to fall in love
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden12 months ago in Poets
For B . This weighted blanket you gave me lessens the sting of light though it no longer holds the scent you wore Christmas night, cut primrose.
By Justin Keeling12 months ago in Poets
With you I made my peace with ups and downs, A fall together beating solo rise. The filth and frolic of decaying towns Deserving equal place in our gray eyes.
By A. S. Lawrence12 months ago in Poets
when my emerald eyes bleed black, i turn left towards the light i dash, you cannot see that love is fickle, yours feels like petty theft
By Courtney Ann12 months ago in Poets
Memories flooding my mind In scenes of crude imagination Reflections bent the blowing pine Bending our view and destination
There is a man I see in the light, He who is White, Though I am dark in the light, I have returned to him in the night,
By Rachael Frazier12 months ago in Poets
You walk by and your aroma lingers Like sandalwood and soft white musk Igniting a lingering daydream A wedding in a summer gardenia garden
By Bixi Hernandez12 months ago in Poets
[Verse 1] In a crowded room you find my hand, Thumb on my knuckle, a quiet command. No need for speeches, no grand design,
By Julie O'Hara - Author, Poet and Spiritual Warrior12 months ago in Poets
[Verse 1] Turn down the bright lights, turn down the show, We’re not here to prove what two bodies can know. Lay down your armor, I’ll set down mine,
From murk and mired roots that once were drowned, Buds began to burst through muddied water. From darkest night, souls wand’ring, North Star found,
By E.K. Daniels12 months ago in Poets
Verse 1 Coffee steam and unpaid bills, a flicker in the kitchen light Three chords ringing in a rented room, I played them through the night
