Love poems for hopeless romantics; I'm the poet and you're my muse.
I remember wishing for a boy who'd photograph me for the hell of it I got one He went days without speaking to me to punish my nights out alone
By Emily Miller8 years ago in Poets
If I were the moon I'd change color too I wouldn't go to bed at dawn but stay up all day and blend in with the sky I wouldn't leave you at night but instead keep you company through the dark
By Irene Laux8 years ago in Poets
You are the moon that guides me safely through the night. You are the sun that gives me light. You are the fire that keeps me warm.
By Purr Rika8 years ago in Poets
This big king bed Feels lonely without you Even though I only spent one night With you where you are It seems like So long ago
By Samantha Reed8 years ago in Poets
All I ever wanted was to get you in my bed. I'd let you have control take me any way. But once in awhile all I need, is to sleep in my own bed.
By R.A. Hudson8 years ago in Poets
You are more than my boyfriend. You are my forever best friend, The one I want to come home to After a long day at work And complain about life with.
By Emma Lynn8 years ago in Poets
The moon's light through my window shines The image of her in my heart blinds The silence form you screaming in my head
By Anita Lock8 years ago in Poets
Here I am, awake, alone, and missing you. How I yearn for your presence, your touch, your kiss. So close, yet so far away.
By Joy Ergang8 years ago in Poets
Devotion & Desire I have known her for sometime While I fought off many before her You see I am a typical woman Stricken with all the plagues of the world
By Carol Shupard8 years ago in Poets
There are so many people invading your name. I turn left, I turn right and you still not here. They do NOT look like you. It's never the same.
By Crissy DXCII8 years ago in Poets
those you think you know...the ones you tell your secrets and lies... tend to be the wolf...covered in a sheep's disguise...
By Jennifer Petersen8 years ago in Poets
Baby, I’ll find you. Baby, I’m done searching for you for I have looked all around. Through every bar and lonely hearts cafe there’s no truth to ever be found.
By Steven Baldry8 years ago in Poets
