love poems

Love poems for hopeless romantics; I'm the poet and you're my muse.

In His Gaze
Remembering those fading dreams where he appears, Over and over, his melodic voice draws me near, My heart races when he sits so close,
By A.K. worldabout a year ago in Poets
Decorum . First Place in Tattoo This Line Challenge.
I was born with a throat for fire, not silence. They told me to shrink, to wear softer colors, to love in secret and call it survival.
By Christopher Stinerabout a year ago in Poets
Did You Get My Letter?
Did you get my letter? I know, it’s a strange question. But I find myself asking it over and over, especially when the rain begins to fall. Something about the rhythm of raindrops on glass makes everything feel closer—memories, regrets, even you.
By Kevin Hudsonabout a year ago in Poets
Never meant to be
Oh the pain when our eyes meet And I look away across the sea Of all the things we never speak Why does my heart swell then sink
By Chris Santiagoabout a year ago in Poets
Love Nesh
In twilight’s hush, I sip your name, A burning pulse I cannot tame. Like sweetest wine upon my tongue, Your memory sings, forever young.
By M Kamrul Islam about a year ago in Poets
Cards
We hold each other's hands, But keep our cards close to our chests. I am the queen of diamonds, You are the king of clubs.
By Alyssa Mussoabout a year ago in Poets
Crystal Sands
The heart will never stop loving the thing that made it start beating I hear the waves crashing onto a new shore Only a ghost of a kiss that will forever taunt me
By thekarlamaemojaresabout a year ago in Poets
Smoked Out
I can't stop dreaming of you And good God, I've tried. I've dipped my brain in kerosene And taken a match to my thoughts
By Silver Dauxabout a year ago in Poets
Sex is Half of Creation
I made a table with my hands after I designed it in my mind. But I ate alone in an empty home with noone else to understand.
By A. S. Lawrenceabout a year ago in Poets
Love Is Scary
I always wanted love I always wanted love But when love goes sour It becomes deadly Families killing families Holidays aren't felt with love
By L.I.Eabout a year ago in Poets
Moonlit and Evelin
The moon in silence drifts across the night, A lonely soul in shimmering repose, Its light, a soft and constant, gentle light,
By Wares Hossainabout a year ago in Poets
Torn From The Pages Of A Fairytale
it's like ice the contents of my heart shaded in black, but filled in with red I'm contrite as I begin to embark categorizing all the thoughts in my head
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsdenabout a year ago in Poets