Love poems for hopeless romantics; I'm the poet and you're my muse.
The sun’s heat Reached its peak The day she ran. Bare feet leaving holes In the story he told, Of late romance In the woods
By Katrina Thornley8 years ago in Poets
He loves me like he's never going to let go. I am not used to this. His arms cradle my fragile body as though he wishes harm to never touch my sensitive skin.
By Allison Rasp9 years ago in Poets
Green eyes stare into black, But the gleam I once saw is gone. The slight glow of mischief among our friendship Has faded, and suddenly, I don't recognize you.
By Jenny Lynn9 years ago in Poets
Cotton, you were the quiet shoulder I slept on. A trustworthy whisper from the past, the only person I ran to, when all I had were coins of despair.
By Sharlene Alba9 years ago in Poets
That awful sound, the ringing bells of a twisted victory, casts a darkness in our youthful cheeks, and it burns so bright,
The night we first met, I instantly knew I would not stop thinking about you for at least a week At least Night time swimming and conversation brimming with purpose
By Nicholas Goodman9 years ago in Poets
The thorn to your rose, beautiful from a distance, with delicate features, and a touch of death. The heel to your black shoes,
My cranberry Doberman Chastised the postman for existing Up and down the mulberry streets Like tribal armies in combat They clash at the intersection
By Daniel Brown9 years ago in Poets
As you grow, you learn that There are variations of love And that none are more Powerful, but different. You learn to depend on
By Mecca-Amirah Jackson9 years ago in Poets
Thinking of what it would be like to hold you in the rain. To put my face to yours As the rain drips off our cloths, time sits still, with the impression of our smiles to stain it.
By Brendon Brumfield9 years ago in Poets
She leaves your heart black and blue, she lied to you when she said she loved you. She does that to all the girls. She leaves them without trying,
By Elizabeth fonti9 years ago in Poets
Shout a meaningless love song. Something I'll remember, with lyrics so vain and bitter, I'll have no choice but to love it,
