love poems

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

You're Here!
OMG, you scared me to death! Tears were falling, I waited for your breath! Your skin was blue, lips shut tight, Never in my life have I felt such a fright!
By Yogi Sharp8 years ago in Poets
What He Taught Me
Something about our generation irks me. And it's how we use the word love. It's used Loosely, without passion or meaning.
By Brian Agramonte8 years ago in Poets
Emotional Scars
He touched places no one else ever did. He made her feel things no one else ever could. He studied her and read her like a book: began to anticipate her movements even before she was aware of her own responses.
By Loraine Collins "Poetess"8 years ago in Poets
Wanderlust
"I made plans for us," he said. Our passion for travel made us push each other to unknown places that seem hard to reach. We never hesitated to take the scenic route, because that was part of the journey. The things we saw are masterpieces handcrafted by the man up above. Sure, we got lost a few times along the way, but that is what it's about.
By Devyn Porter8 years ago in Poets
Pièce De Résistance
He was reading to me. First I heard the words, I could see them flowing from him lips. As I lingered there searching every part of him—I felt calm. Seeing his hair curl around his ear, the way his smile formed. I noticed the way his eyes lit up while he traced every word on the page. He looked so very, truly, genuinely happy.
By Devyn Porter8 years ago in Poets
Boyfriends
They are supposed to love you and support you, They are supposed to be there for you. They aren’t supposed to cheat on you,
By Michaela La Brie8 years ago in Poets
Promises of Adventure
Can I offer you all the stars and skies Or give to you anything on that scale What if I could catch for you the sunrise To do so we must both form our own trail
By Andrew Schrader8 years ago in Poets
R & J
...And she was his solace, As he was hers Without knowledge of knowing Or maybe they sensed it... The deeply enchanting connection they had,
By Bryttany Mack8 years ago in Poets
Just Me
I am here to make you smile. I have to teach you how to play. I give you tips and lead you on your way. I open my heart.
By Jay Hogue8 years ago in Poets
He Still Loves Me
But would he still love me if he saw the scars I've been hiding from the world? Would he still love me if he knew how many times I've cried myself to sleep without a reason, but just because I don't want to be alive in that second? Would he still love me if he knew how my mind worked overtime?
By fantas(ex)y Xo8 years ago in Poets
Thoughts of You
Here I am again Thinking of what could have been. Sitting here In the dark, Daydreaming, Seeing us together once more;
By Sarah Love8 years ago in Poets
Your Loss
You left us, How could you. You broke my trust, Now he feels it too. So innocent and sweet, Yet you neglected. It's your loss now,
By Chae brown8 years ago in Poets