love poems

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

Monsters
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
I Remember
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
Talk About Love
Hugs... from your significant other. I can't remember the last time you held me. I don't even think I can remember the last time you meant it.
By Poetic Bank8 years ago in Poets
Loving Eyes
Your eyes tell me everything, I look deep inside and see, the love you shelter within me. I see the past, the day we met,
By Jessa Good8 years ago in Poets
Tears In Wine
She's intelligent, beautiful, and versatile she's envied and is unaware unaware of how much love this there she's beaten and broken
By One Poetic8 years ago in Poets
Late Blooms
Loving someone who is too easy is a form of self harm. A person who you know is a safe option, a scapegoat from your endeavors into the world of actual romance, is going to starve your roots of their water. Their kisses are deserts and their mouths just a metaphor for white noise. They don’t want you to grow, they want you to be their umbrella because the rain stings, they want you to be their artwork. They want to say, “Look! This is beautiful! And I get to kiss it all I want.” That’s right, “it”, because you’re an object for their eyes to plunder and fall over. Who needs grace when you’re looking at a statue? Except, a statue would be cold. We, the ones who made the mistake of taking the safety blanket over the rings of fire, are anything but cold. We are complex, we are luminous, and we can’t be afraid to live with all of our hearts anymore. We will live without regret, we will say we want love when we want it and how we want it. We, the beauty the world forgot about because we were too shy, are blooming now. Keep growing, and soon you’ll find the person whose lips aren’t made of sand.
By Hollyann Jagodzinski8 years ago in Poets
Be With You
Caught up in the feeling thinking how can it be so strong still after the distance after the years gone hoping the divide has not ended your love for me you know the kind we use to feel let me apologize for being real I know I did you wrong when all you wanted from me was to be strong funny how relationships change how people change all the while the feeling remains the same distance makes the heart grow stronger guess they were right don't want to fight the feeling just want to be with you in spite of what everyone else says I'm persuaded to stay just like you always do you get the best of me the best of you so tonight there's no fight left I just want to be with you and let the cards fall where they may lay here and reminisce of all the times we spent watching the pain subside and change
By Elise Skibik8 years ago in Poets
Color Me
Color me yellow, a pretty little sundress, shining in the sun, sitting next to you laughing at some stupid joke you made.
By Emily Frey8 years ago in Poets
Hidden Happiness
He's smart and handsome with a college degree, he's gentle and affectionate with a strong spiritual belief. He loves to have fun with me and trying new things, he gives me butterflies all in my stomach and makes my heart sing.
By Kina Reed8 years ago in Poets
Hearts Extraordinaire Synchronized to the One True Love
Was our meeting here In this time and in this place A mere chance happenstance Or was it a star aligned fate A shared set destiny
By Creative Hub8 years ago in Poets
Myself Unto You
I came to notice a tiny scar on the inside of your thigh A freckle of the past, waiting to tell its story I listened closely, secrets carousing through the canal
By Curtis Woodcock8 years ago in Poets
Nights Are the Hardest
Nights are the hardest. A light drizzle of thoughts initiates a storm and soon my mind is flooded with the memories. I keep my eyes open
By Sophie8 years ago in Poets