Love poems for hopeless romantics; I'm the poet and you're my muse.
All we have is borrowed time. You and I are running on this little time. Right at this moment, it’s all we have. Borrowed time and false vows.
By loneworld8 years ago in Poets
Of thee, I do not know much still I cannot help but gaze. Thy divine beauty is such that it sets my soul ablaze. Hair of fire, eyes of jade,
By Karim Mami8 years ago in Poets
Not this all consuming, overwhelming, obsessive and possessive. I need you. Can't live without you. Suffocating. Love.
By Nikki Michelle8 years ago in Poets
Your arms around my waist, My fingers stroke your brow, In your arms I feel safe, Don't ever let me go, Trust that I have faith,
By Chloe Urquhart8 years ago in Poets
Say it, SEX, it's real. We all need it, we all have to have it. I thoroughly enjoy playing with my partner's penis, It's mine to play with, suck it, tease it between my teeth,
By Crystal Korpan8 years ago in Poets
She is the one I love Yet she reaches for you Crying out your countless epithets- Black Eagle- You take her where I can not
By J Hirtle8 years ago in Poets
What bittersweet escapade is this? Raucous laughter buried in tears For days and weeks and months and years Seeking solace in morning's kiss
By Daniel Cole8 years ago in Poets
What about poetry? What about love and loss? Is there in this world someone who can transcend life, As the one considered to have not lived a life?
By Rose Charles8 years ago in Poets
I wake up early, I see his sweet face there beside me. The blankets are half off him, I see his naked body and part of his penis, it's almost erect,
I wish to speak in ellipsis and asterisk Dots and dashes Etcetera to thought crashes That trickled from the words of this mouth
By Heather Climer8 years ago in Poets
Before I get the blame Let me tell you who I am Before you judge my action Let me explain our fairytale He and I are not friends, that's what we pretend
By eden child8 years ago in Poets
For love liveth free, There are no bounds. Love floweth fluidly, When it comes around. Love fills vastly, As the deepest sea.
By Michael Gallegos8 years ago in Poets
