love poems

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

A reckless love
a reckless love burned my tender heart to ashes still, I miss the smoke
By Vasalisa Wyldabout a month ago in Poets
Fill my cup. Content Warning.
I love your heart but I love my own As it matters to me to take care of it before yours As yours need a lot of care like mine
By Erica Williamsabout a month ago in Poets
Better Than Before
I threw out the chipped mug you loved, finally— the one that said “good vibes” like a dare. It felt dramatic for a Tuesday,
By Milan Milicabout a month ago in Poets
Which Kind of Love is Worthy of Your Whole Heart?
A truly positive view on love is this: If you love someone, be with them and cherish the moment. Don't overthink things; focus on the present and deal with the future later. Constantly overthinking will only make things worse, and you can't control what's going to happen anyway. And don't dwell on things that haven't happened yet; it only affects your mood and doesn't benefit your relationship.
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharingabout a month ago in Poets
Laughter In Ruins
We laughed in the kitchen while the sink leaked, You doing that voice you hate, Me snorting like it was charming. ﹁﹂
By Milan Milicabout a month ago in Poets
Historical Love
Written in dust on old stone walls, Love stood where ages fall. Not born of faces or gentle eyes, But vows beneath open skies.
By Muhammad Saad about a month ago in Poets
All While the Squirrel Monkeys Laughed. Winner in The Last Flame Challenge.
We were a firestorm. We were born from the resin and rind and animal lust of what seedlings and gumnut-husked spores begged
By Gina C.about a month ago in Poets
Twin Flames
My other half, my heart, my soul You lit up my life, I lit up yours * The world around us was dark and cold But the light between us glowed
By Jaye Ruggiero-Cashabout a month ago in Poets
FALLING INTO FIRE
A glance, a nuance, a first conversation, a spark, a flicker; How do most of these interactions begin? But now, dear love-friend, here comes the kicker;
By Kent Brindleyabout a month ago in Poets
The Fire Dies Out
Our love used to be a blazing inferno. I cry everyday since I let her go. With nights at the movies and days at the park,
By David E. Perryabout a month ago in Poets
Not Much
Something about you that got me smiling That make feel cared for I like it when you answer my calls And hold a conversation with me
By L.I.Eabout a month ago in Poets
The Locksmith’s Sister
The Locksmith’s Sister The bitch was never good enough for my brother, she walked through doors she did not own, her hands always reaching for locks
By Marie381Uk about a month ago in Poets