Love poems for hopeless romantics; I'm the poet and you're my muse.
I have never felt at home Yet, with her, I am always home No matter where I may be I am always home She smokes cigarettes like they're life support
By Samantha Gail8 years ago in Poets
Why me? Pain. Pain, it's all I've ever seen. I've seen more blackouts than the night sky has ever shown me. stars up in the sky; befriended me.
By Paige Nicholson8 years ago in Poets
I have three favourite places in the world. On the road; By burning tyres or bleeding feet, Tour de Universe. No one nay judge nor question a traveller,
By Dani Jade8 years ago in Poets
I’ll put my lies away & I’ll spend a million days Locked away in a haze & an eternity in a daze you took on personification
By Jalen peacock8 years ago in Poets
Be with someone who is interested in you And no I don’t mean who thinks you're funny or cute I mean someone who wants to know every insignificant detail about you
By Alee Loiseau8 years ago in Poets
If I had to define you the words would escape me; The complexity of who you are is down-right breathtaking; If you were a color the rainbow would be jealous;
By Benjamin Small8 years ago in Poets
Truth or Dare? Truth! Do you really love me or do you just feel sorry for me? 'no answer' no surprise' Truth or Dare? Dare!
By Benita Gonzalez8 years ago in Poets
A low whistle in the dark Lips lock together in desire The night pierced by a spark It quickly turns to fire Your palms run across me
By Jessa Good8 years ago in Poets
Time has elapsed seemingly forever a short while is all that's documented Who are you? Have I known you before? those eyes
By Curtis Woodcock8 years ago in Poets
My hubby and myself have a special gift for each other. We want some time alone to connect with one another. I will be frank, Direct,
By Crystal Korpan8 years ago in Poets
Monsters haven't disappeared they've nothing but evolved. We no longer fear what's under our beds but instead whats in our heads.
By Desiree Bratcher8 years ago in Poets
dreaming world tackle me and kiss my hair it's been years you thought i wouldn't remember shouting at each other a fascination with wednesdays
By Mago Peregrine8 years ago in Poets
