Love poems for hopeless romantics; I'm the poet and you're my muse.
my legs, intertwined with yours. your hands, grazing against the soft hairs on my back. two hearts, beating rapidly beside each other.
By jenny alexander9 years ago in Poets
The second oldest of six, She grew up in the same town as me but with a lot less Before this town was made such a mess, Before all the drugs, violence, and murders we brought into the mix
By Leticia Paniagua9 years ago in Poets
Splitting inside, Going insane Testing the lies, living in pain Alone in the woods, hear me now Calling to you, without a sound
By Chris Gingerich9 years ago in Poets
My feelings for you are still apparent You took my broken spirit and tried to repair it I thank you for caring when no one else decided to
By Nick Lemle9 years ago in Poets
Shall it be love that i feel for thee so? Our hearts do crave to be ever so near I stand here begging that you never go I cannot go on without you dear
By kristen9 years ago in Poets
Two hearts that beats as one, making their love first and second to none. Two hearts that spread their joy across the land,
By Charles McIntyre9 years ago in Poets
I take it out And blow the dust Your words are the ones I trust Its been a while But I never forgot How great your phrases change my life
By Maya Ann9 years ago in Poets
I didn't understand what was happening.. the terms I couldn't grip. Every day was the same as before.. My memory had begun to slip.
By Russ snyder9 years ago in Poets
I lose you in the rain, freckles connecting in wet dot puzzles, and clothes soaking, tame thing that you were, locked in fabric
By Teyana Jackson9 years ago in Poets
there are days to remember. when the sun shines, and your smile holds its light. and when you spread out the blanket on grass thick enough to hold up our bodies,
By Savanna Cingilli9 years ago in Poets
wriggling from a self made cocoon and moving out from under your arm, my bare toes hit the cold gingerly, tentatively, creeping across creaking wooden boards,
What do you feel when you touch her hands? nothing I answered, physically I have never felt them, Because when I touch her I don’t feel her hands,
By Kelsey Forjan9 years ago in Poets
