Love poems for hopeless romantics; I'm the poet and you're my muse.
The contours of your face torment my mind A palinopsia, sketched from times of love When eye to eye our fiery bodies clawed
By Simon Aylwardabout a year ago in Poets
Laughing and giggling we rolled together, in the sand. The sound of the waves accompanying our joy. The setting sun, on the horizon, peeking through our half-closed eyes.
By Terry Roeabout a year ago in Poets
The lake Seems more like an ocean today Shore cloaked by the Desire laden sky Clouds fallen on their knees Knelt to kiss
By K.B. Silver about a year ago in Poets
I can see you in the trees. I hear you in the wind through the leaves. You have surrounded me with your being. And every single cell of me wants you to be.
By Chris Santiagoabout a year ago in Poets
Verse 1 Your love ensnares me, My soul a captive, lost in your embrace, Bound by invisible ropes, Tethered to your heart's place.
By Julie O'Hara - Author, Poet and Spiritual Warriorabout a year ago in Poets
I. I am the cartographer of lost sounds, A surveyor of the silent, acoustic ground. My map is not of ink, but of a fading vibration,
By Ali Hamzaabout a year ago in Poets
Verse 1 I didn’t mean to make you cry, When I let my feelings fly, Every moment, every glance, Caught in this sweet romance.
disarming the future with ripples the pull of the pool reaches the whole world life as a compass navigating in relation to its opposite
By ⸘jason alan‽about a year ago in Poets
Shooting star across the sky, can’t help but wonder if it's you. And I wish you were to sit with me like we’d always do. Holding hands, looking up, hoping our wish comes true.
By Yukaabout a year ago in Poets
Are You Ready to Deceive Her for Me The room is dim. Curtains drawn tight. You lean forward. Voice low, sharp. She will ask questions.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
An ode - to my great grandparents, Who experienced the world through visual feelings; Raw with emotions not tainted by spoken vibrations.
By Pōlani Monderen about a year ago in Poets
Let me compare thee to a winter's night, Chilling cold and shattered from your senses, Beautiful and encompassing without delight,
By Amanda Starksabout a year ago in Poets
