Love poems for hopeless romantics; I'm the poet and you're my muse.
feelings padlocked burned out withered like a leaf after last fall turned into ashes eternal thorns pricking my soul the wounds will heal
By Sun Bee2 years ago in Poets
Back then, the only English you knew was my name. Running toward the shipyard, Lifting crates from the cobblestone. You wrote me recently:
By Aricka Gannon2 years ago in Poets
Divided dinner tables, unanswered calls, muted social media feeds, deleted texts from all
By G. A. Botero2 years ago in Poets
We share the love, You, her and I. I'm bearing hers. You carry mine. Though her and I Are in the state of war, You are the peaceful land
By Salomé Saffiri2 years ago in Poets
Wrapped in Red on Valentines Dreams Dressed in love, so bold, so bright, Bathed in roses, bathed in light. Eyes that whisper, hands that trace,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 2 years ago in Poets
This world cannot dismember me, Because I am Persephone. The two of us, Are one you see, A dark and lovely thing. You freed me from the Underworld.
By Mama Magdalene2 years ago in Poets
Every touch is a ripple flowing through my soul Every kiss is the breath of life making my spirit whole Every word is music sublime
By Mary K Brackett2 years ago in Poets
When I think of the word love I taste something sweet like dark cherries that stain my lips When I think of being loved I feel a fizz
By Ali SP2 years ago in Poets
As you wrap your arms around me, I sink my face deep into your chest. Its warmth transports my mind back to the age of ten.
Who knew I'd find love in a grocery aisle Amidst fruits and vegetables, our paths would align The moment you opened your mouth, my heart spoke
You’re like the wind, wild, and free, blowing me away, my heart is at ease. More than words could ever say, You lift my soul, you light my way.
Love is... not blind, as some would claim nor mere infatuation where faults and hurts go unnamed. It does not cry defeat
By Lena Beana2 years ago in Poets
