love poems

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

Big Heart...
Knowing that you have a big heart, it’s hard. Because when someone you loved or cared for does you wrong you don’t hate them or hold grudges against them. Instead we try to understand them for what they are going through and we try to be patient until they figure themselves out and during that process you are there, helping them. Why? Because you have a big heart that doesn’t neglect anyone who’s hurting. But why can’t we help ourselves when we are hurting...?
By Lourdes Pacheco8 years ago in Poets
The Threads in My Eyes
A long gasp. A long applause. Certain actions we ponder about but never really take notice of the sound or the image it would produce if we had threads in our eyes.
By Sana Alibux8 years ago in Poets
Melancholy
As my eyes wander nothing shall capture For you seem to be the only one for me For I saw and gazed at you in rapture But as time moves forward my love must flee
By Cameron Pastore8 years ago in Poets
To Live to Love
It is true that every day you are faced with the choice To live for love Or to love to live The best option is not and never will be definite
By Riley Cotter8 years ago in Poets
Resentment or to Love
As I grasp on your face As simple as can be I know you are for me Together, in our cherry tree Loving as much as can be
By Laura Skillen8 years ago in Poets
Fantasizing About Love
we're on the precipice, we're on the line, the beauty of when our times intersect and our lives intertwine. i don't wanna just share space next to you
By utsu kuru8 years ago in Poets
Fragile
When it comes to you I am fragile Flimsy All of the above Just paper enough to be blown over with a gust And everyone knows what happens to paper once it’s torn
By Kortney A. McClure8 years ago in Poets
Forget Me Not
The feeling I have for you is unbearable Where’d you come from? A stranger not known to my home But to those, a god Soft eyes with the bright smile
By Ashley's Coffee8 years ago in Poets
The Sky
I am the sky: I’m beautiful, Unique, I’m unpredictable. I change day by day; Some days I’m more Bright, More pleasant
By Skylar Rella8 years ago in Poets
The Best Gift
Hold her heart more carefully than you held mine. It flutters at your touch just the way mine used to. It tenses up when you graze the scars of her past; kiss them softly to let her know you can love her past her brokenness.
By Darrian Pickett8 years ago in Poets
You Make Me
You make me nervous.not the kind that makesYou sweat, no the kindthat makes your hands shake. The kind that causes you to have butterflies.You make me the kind of nervous that makesmy heart skip a beatand my breath to get caught up in my throat...
By Malai Sporner8 years ago in Poets
In the Blues
i n t h e b l u e s he pulled the piece of hair back taming my ocean of blue is not easy why do you insist to swim
By bee ™️8 years ago in Poets