love poems

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

blending biomes
when I hold you close the tundra within me melts like a desert sun
By Daniel Ka day ago in Poets
trading breaths
your lips are kettles scald me with hot tea fondness thaw my ice away
By Daniel Ka day ago in Poets
One More Night
The last light of life began to fade In your dark blue eyes, where secrets stayed Mysteries and love, too deep to name
By Julie O'Hara - Author, Poet and Spiritual Warriora day ago in Poets
How to Crush a Heart. Content Warning.
Let loose all your bridled Rage Allow vengeance to Exact its toll Sightlessly take aim Smash into my heart Bullet and bat
By K.B. Silver a day ago in Poets
Many People Keep Asking The Same Questions: Who Are You??
I've started to understand this whole thing in life! I can't fight it alone, and certainly counselling sessions cannot help.
By 365poetry - "Holy Trinity":::: I Know The Cross, It's The Spirit Of Kharôn Latin Spelling (Charon) Translation "Fierce Brightness"a day ago in Poets
No One Will Catch You If You Jump
No One Will Catch You If You Jump No one will catch you if you jump, The sky does not grow hands, Faith watches quietly from above,
By Marie381Uk a day ago in Poets
Your Love
❤️‍🔥🔥❄️♎💜♉❄️🔥❤️‍🔥 Snowflakes Are Falling But Your Sweet Love Will Always Bring Warmth To My Heart ❤️‍🔥🔥❄️♎💜♉❄️🔥❤️‍🔥
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred a day ago in Poets
What the Light Took
I was intact before you. *** Not whole. Just unbroken. *** The dark knew me. It kept its distance. *** Then you arrived
By Aarsh Malika day ago in Poets
First Tracks of ColdSmoke
First tracks of coldsmoke Love in snowboarders' lingo Pioneering heart.
By Khoi Veronaa day ago in Poets
The Names We All Forgot Mean Nothing
The Names We All Forgot Mean Nothing The names we all forgot mean nothing, They slip through memory like rain, We carried them once like scripture,
By Marie381Uk a day ago in Poets
Freedom
Cold and desolate I need a flame to free me Your love lit the match
By Mikayla Rosea day ago in Poets
While It Lasts
“My next story will be about us” “I’ll impatiently wait for your new story‘s notification” There’s so much I could write about us, yet I don’t seem to find the words to express myself to you, to them. As short as the time we spent together, I learned your way. I saw you.
By Semra Laureen Hill Jeana day ago in Poets