Love poems for hopeless romantics; I'm the poet and you're my muse.
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.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 2 years ago in Poets
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
In the moonlight, our heart melt, Whispers of love, between us two . Your laughter is music, a romantic delight , Together we soar, like stars in the night.
A volcanic eruption of passion. Hot burning desire. Need lust. This Valentine night about us two A meal for us, the setting is right
Love scarlet colored and preciously bought. Two thousand odd years before I was a thought of a thought. Now here, my God calling: my beloved, you are dear.
By Margot2 years ago in Poets
An Eruption of Valentines Love Like fire beneath the earth’s embrace, Our love ignites in molten grace. A quiet tremor, soft and deep,
We did promise each other to come back every year; saying: "no matter the event, it will not interfere". It must take a huge change
By Alex Torres2 years ago in Poets
Book I & II: Satan's Disobedience and Commotion The sonnet opens in medias res, after Satan and his revolt blessed messengers have been cast out of Paradise taking after their fizzled resistance against God. They discover themselves in Hell, a destroy and searing put where they rally beneath Satan's administration. Milton portrays Satan as a effective, charismatic figure, full of resistance and desire. His popular statement, “Better to rule in Hell than serve in Heaven,” captures his pride and assurance.
By Mr Ali2 years ago in Poets
Meticulously watching your eyes to admire what you see, Insisting I tell you lies with no civility. Rather than judge your shame, I'll bare the blame,
By Glytch2 years ago in Poets
it’s in the air fresh, bare arms pulled in inside branch arms of a blossoming tree soaking in the kiss suspended on tulips, crocuses, and daffodils
By Sun Bee2 years ago in Poets
We could choose not to fight, not be alone for one night. Let's make Valentine'sthe day we put things right. Gather the shards
By Addison Alder2 years ago in Poets
We shared no childhood romance. We had no history. Two hearts, joined by happenstance, Amid life's mystery. We recklessly invested
By Dana Crandell2 years ago in Poets
