love poems

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

Coffee and Tea
She met him in a small café downtown Black converse stood before her "Hello." Emerald green eyes looked down at her "How have you been?"
By Taylor Titi9 years ago in Poets
Relationships
Let's get back to the basics Let's take a break from being sexual And focus on being more intellectual I wanna fall in love with your mind
By Jamar Claibourn9 years ago in Poets
Flow with the Stream
You want me to be wild like the sea, But I don’t think I’ve got that in me. Although I long to see the coral, It’s too fast for me.
By Chloe Urquhart9 years ago in Poets
Caffeine
Us. A messy apartment, chilly mornings and legs tangled together under sleep-warm duvets. Us. A red dress and a shirt... Cocktails and an unknown feeling of belonging to someone.
By Dia Gibson9 years ago in Poets
A Study in Deconstruction
I. The first time you said you loved me, My gut reaction was panic. The thought of forever with you Was enough to send my body into shock.
By Rachel Dow9 years ago in Poets
Cracks In the Light
Unspoken secrets, coveted, shared.Time that bends like sunflowersturning their faces towards rays of radiance.Words of love tricklingfrom my lips...Rain shatters on the groundas I turn to youand pull you into my embrace...Love remembered.Shadows of the forbidden torn awaylike waves crashing on the shore,darkness receding leaving, banished,sparkling seashells in their wake.The longing moon flirting with achandelier of stars as the peaceful feelingof safety ensconces me as it emanatesfrom your arms.Grains of stardust catch the moonfirea whisper, a kiss,until you and I become lostfallen into the cracks in the light.
By Valentyna Holloway9 years ago in Poets
Vinyl Hearts
My heart is a record And you You are the turntable Some time you should play me I might be scratched but I think you should be able
By John Wallace9 years ago in Poets
My Superior
The tip of my pen scraping the page to its natural form, reminded her that she had feelings and those feelings are uncontrollable.
By Kiesha 'KSsense' sadler9 years ago in Poets
Morning Thoughts
Every bump, Every bruise, Every freckle I want to memorize Everything that Contributes to the Topography of your skin
By Rachel Dow9 years ago in Poets
To You (Fantasy Man)
I know it's not Love, But it's a whole lot of liking. The little things about you Are the things that strike me. Your face is too sexy
By Arkita Hammond9 years ago in Poets
Love For Astronauts
A science teacher of mine once told me That nothing is ever actually touching anything Because the electrons of our atoms push each other apart.
By Norrin Shearer9 years ago in Poets
You
What do you mean to me? You mean HOPE, hope in being able to break down walls of a sheltered person and letting them see that they are worth being loved by someone.
By Kerri Elling9 years ago in Poets