Love poems for hopeless romantics; I'm the poet and you're my muse.
If I were a snowflake stuck to the window of a cozy log cabin Before I had the chance to melt Maybe I'd catch the eyes of the cuddly couple lounging by the fireplace on top of the large, brown bear pelt
By McKenzie McQuade2 years ago in Poets
In sigh of moonrise, your liminal ghost binds my soul to yours, in sky * -Gina C. 🧚🏻‍♀️✨ * Author’s Note: This sky-ku was inspired by my poem while i wait for you, which was one of my entries for the Sensational II Challenge 💙
By Gina C.2 years ago in Poets
In a star-filled dream, I saw you in a spider web of lighted sky * -Gina C. 🧚‍♀️✨ * Author's Note: This sky-ku was inspired by this poem of mine, Spiderweb of Lights, which I wrote several years ago (I also wrote another sky-ku based on this poem—Diaphanous—because I love the term "spiderweb of lights" so much:
Into the mouth of Cavernous night—tongues slipping; Lightyears of yearning.
By Paris Rosemont2 years ago in Poets
I fluttered cloud-ward, caught you—sipped dreams' wispy haze— .:{woke to tears of rain}:. * -Gina C. 🧚🏻‍♀️✨ * Author’s Note: This sky-ku was inspired by my poem Tears of Rain, which was one of my entries for the Breakup Nonet Challenge 💙
I love you like the stars love the moon, Expanding infinitely, your light Guides my way, a path unfaltering. Loving you fills my soul–
By Emmie Falbo2 years ago in Poets
And then it happened The desire in her heart, leapt Breaking the threshold
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden2 years ago in Poets
I Do Not Mind I do not mind, Your charm captivates me, for you are my beloved, my companion. Today is mine, life is mine, and you alone are by my side. Your beauty, my love, is a spell cast upon my worldBut be assured, I do not mind.
By Ali Sadeek Ahmed2 years ago in Poets
forget language show me the g e s t i c u l a t i o n of your jowls as you realize your joy and grief a m p l i f y the melody of
By Kristen Balyeat2 years ago in Poets
we made rooftops and picnic tables feel like a planetarium
By D2 years ago in Poets
"Can you see it?" she asked, her voice like wine, "The way my heart sketches yours in lines." His gaze traced the strokes, gentle and slow,
By Komal2 years ago in Poets
you love like the clouds and I am caught between your drizzle and downpour
