Love poems for hopeless romantics; I'm the poet and you're my muse.
I know it when you touch me when you look into my eyes I feel it when you speak my name but let there be no mistake This is more than just a feeling
By Tim Ellerbe II8 years ago in Poets
I have been in love with you forever day one of our meeting was heaven to me I have been envious of those who did not deserve you
I treasure my time spent with you each touch, each smile each kiss of your scent the moments never linger quite long enough
when karma hits you, it doesn't warn you like a tornado it will destroy you. with a little care you don't realize it until... oh my god it's happening to me
By Hermit44448 years ago in Poets
We crossed paths in the most organic way but while I wanted to progress as though you weren't there, something about your presence startled me and peaked my intrigue.
By Nubiana Jay8 years ago in Poets
Love... It's a powerful thing. It can make a person crazy. It makes you happy. It makes you sad. It's like the sunrise.
By D. Bello8 years ago in Poets
You cloud my mind Like a weathered storm And always leave me Wanting more I'm a rose I come with dagging thorns But you somehow still
By Ecarg Nosive8 years ago in Poets
To be able to unravel the mind of someone who is just oh so fragiletook hardship and despair. Being told that it would not be worth it gave me more of a desiring will to unwrap those thoughts.
By Altair E8 years ago in Poets
Ed Hardy once said love kills slowly I want to be murdered I want you to kill me as best as you can I want to agonize
By cookie foot8 years ago in Poets
I want to be with you on rainy days Sunny or below forty or even on snowy days Drinking coffee or maybe hot cocoa, perhaps tea?
By Esme Arechiga8 years ago in Poets
Infatuation. Lust. Love. Those three words, the three stages of my feelings for you. I was at a party that night. You were probably at home, almost 1000 miles away.
By Shawnee Lynn8 years ago in Poets
Hands touch the ivory and music comes alive in dancing notes on staff paper and the groan when you get something wrong and the soft sigh when your fingers touch
By Allison Jones8 years ago in Poets
