Love poems for hopeless romantics; I'm the poet and you're my muse.
My skin doesn’t fit me It doesn’t feel right It makes me feel puny It’s uncomfortably tight It pulls at my chest Always filling a void
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden2 years ago in Poets
Fractured hearts listen As words of a love song fill Heads full of magic
I am the queen of prayers unanswered Living a life of foolish improv Sticks and stones and words that hurt revealing subtle cues, like Pavlov
That night I saw your face in the moonclear as the waxing gibbousso close I swore the night’s radiancewas yoursthe same radianceI rememberilluminating my lifebrighter than any other lightthere you were, your smilepart of the skythe cold air didn’t matteras I sat squinting upat the echo of your loved face
By Komal2 years ago in Poets
In shadows cold, where iron sings, And freedom flies on broken wings, I write to you, my love, my light, My unseen stars in endless nights.
By Josephine Nabwire2 years ago in Poets
i love you, very much. and i know i have not been effective at my demonstration; to show you that, amidst my digestion.
By ⸘jason alan‽2 years ago in Poets
Parting her flower I breathe deep, nectar of love Just a taste before **************** Fingers grasping shaft Guiding, stroking, to her heat
By Andrew C McDonald2 years ago in Poets
The sparkling snow lingers in the air like fairy lights did over Oxford Street. Hot tea warms the American chill in my bones,
By Ellie Hoovs2 years ago in Poets
The bluest eyes She had the bluest blue eyes, I fell in love with her at first glance. But it seems blue eyes aren’t a guarantee,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 2 years ago in Poets
I'll hold you close to my chest, My hand will cradle your head, You need fear no harm, My eyes are gentle, soft. * No fierce reaction will come from me,
By Ruth Stewart2 years ago in Poets
Two people wanted each other but they never come close The middle man told each the other wants another Despite knowing the truth, both wavered no action was made from both enough to hold their ground The middle man rose on top holding them together apart
By Jui Han2 years ago in Poets
We were just babies but it was love. We were each other's best friend. We fought like dogs and cats but always found our way back to each other.
By Lindsey Altom2 years ago in Poets
