Love poems for hopeless romantics; I'm the poet and you're my muse.
I do not know why I can not be loved. You hold back affection from me. I wish only for you to hold me. I want only to be with you.
By Danielle Mosley3 months ago in Poets
There are wounds that arrive as whispers, not shouted in anger, not thrown like stones, but laid softly between two hearts.
By Samara Pollyana 3 months ago in Poets
If there is even a chance of seeing you once more, I will cross every weary road without counting the miles. No furious river will be strong enough to stop me, no mountain wall high enough to turn me back.
By Muhammad 3 months ago in Poets
You've been there In my darkest moments Forever Or at least It seems that way to me But your presence Is almost like An absence
By Maia Gadwall the metAlchemist3 months ago in Poets
I married you for your personality Or at least that’s what I claim But let’s be honest, Mr.... You’re a walking, talking flame
By Sara Wilson3 months ago in Poets
Love is not only roses blooming, Beneath a warm and perfect sun. It is the patient tending too, Long after spring has come and gone.
I left feeling colours, storms, rains amongst my brothers, singing with closed mouths, a hum of silence, a last hymn, lasting in perpetual devotion,
By Gambit3 months ago in Poets
your hand on my thigh, melting into yours, limbs looser than a breeze, pulse lulling back to rest in this nest of fallen stars
By Harper Lewis 3 months ago in Poets
Bright light? I'd grown used to the evening's dawn Walking paths alone, taking my seasons for a long run But grace had a way of breaking the walls I had put up
By Harydo Neon3 months ago in Poets
When the Angels Went Silent When the angels went silent The world did not stop People still walked past windows And clocks still spoke
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 3 months ago in Poets
I unlatched the window pulled it up the breeze greeted me cupped my face in a playful caress loosened strands of hair from my bun
By Michele Nampalli3 months ago in Poets
and I will trade you my old call sign, swapped under starlight, hidden from parental eye. I could not forget you if I tried, and believe
By caitodoesstuff3 months ago in Poets
