Poems About First Love Seeking Friendly Advice
#FirstLove
Poems about first love seeking friendly advice. Friendly advice and comments have been requested for these poems.
September
I cry so hard every time I remember
That beautiful night in September
As I was laying in your arms
For the first time ever I felt home
My brain keeps taking me back to September
That amazing night I'll remember forever
The rain was falling and so was my heart
as laid in your arms under September stars
I found out what love was back in September
When I felt at home for the first time ever
I will always remember
That night in September
When I realized I would love you forever
...
That beautiful night in September
As I was laying in your arms
For the first time ever I felt home
My brain keeps taking me back to September
That amazing night I'll remember forever
The rain was falling and so was my heart
as laid in your arms under September stars
I found out what love was back in September
When I felt at home for the first time ever
I will always remember
That night in September
When I realized I would love you forever
...
#FirstLove
#heartbroken
#memories
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My Angel
I was once kissed by an angel
I have once touched the sky
I was once shown what it's like to fly
How lucky I am
To have the memories
To be able to say I found something beautiful
Something pure
Something most people will never know
I found a love that saved me
That changed me
I found you
It's a tragedy that most of the world has to live without ever knowing you exist
I'm so lucky I'm one of the few
who were given the gift of experiencing you
Even though it was only for a little while
You...
I have once touched the sky
I was once shown what it's like to fly
How lucky I am
To have the memories
To be able to say I found something beautiful
Something pure
Something most people will never know
I found a love that saved me
That changed me
I found you
It's a tragedy that most of the world has to live without ever knowing you exist
I'm so lucky I'm one of the few
who were given the gift of experiencing you
Even though it was only for a little while
You...
#FirstLove
#ILoveYou
#love #memories
#love #memories
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Time will help
Love it's been so long
But you're still the meaning behind every song
The inspiration for all of my poems
When I look at my reflection I still hear your voice
I have to love the way I look I don't have a choice
You told me I was beautiful and that's all that comes to mind
I'm still stuck on your words you left far behind
When I look at the sky I'm still reminded of you
You made me feel like I could touch it when you said "I believe in you"
The sound of my laugh reminds me of you
I told you I hate it
you...
But you're still the meaning behind every song
The inspiration for all of my poems
When I look at my reflection I still hear your voice
I have to love the way I look I don't have a choice
You told me I was beautiful and that's all that comes to mind
I'm still stuck on your words you left far behind
When I look at the sky I'm still reminded of you
You made me feel like I could touch it when you said "I believe in you"
The sound of my laugh reminds me of you
I told you I hate it
you...
#FirstLove
#heartbroken
#love
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Loving You
I wonder what it's like
To wake up at your side
My hand on your chest
My face nested
At the crook of your neck
Countless times
Have I imagined myself
Propped up on your lap
Your hands, gentle and strong
Circling my waist
Maybe it's a good thing
That we won't see each other
After this night is over
Cause I can't handle seeing
Someone else by your side
I'm sick and tired of writing
All these poems about you
Yet I can't bring myself
To reach my hand out to you
And...
To wake up at your side
My hand on your chest
My face nested
At the crook of your neck
Countless times
Have I imagined myself
Propped up on your lap
Your hands, gentle and strong
Circling my waist
Maybe it's a good thing
That we won't see each other
After this night is over
Cause I can't handle seeing
Someone else by your side
I'm sick and tired of writing
All these poems about you
Yet I can't bring myself
To reach my hand out to you
And...
#crush
#FirstLove
#love
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DAWN BREAKING
Your presence gently beguiles me mysteriously and mesmerisingly. My senses are hyper vigilant, and I truly believe I have seen the original dawn breaking. It appeared just for me in its incredulous glory. Full of promise slowly creeping one ray at a time while I’m intoxicated while watching an artist at work brush strokes smearing into striking hues of ornate flaxen.
It awakens me beyond my exterior and makes my eyes dance a slow rumba rhythmically undressing my bleariness with sweeping eyelashes. I am bemused at the fact early mornings can make you forget about time and feeling...
It awakens me beyond my exterior and makes my eyes dance a slow rumba rhythmically undressing my bleariness with sweeping eyelashes. I am bemused at the fact early mornings can make you forget about time and feeling...
#crush
#FallingInLove
#FirstLove
#love
#obsession
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Butterfly
You come and you go
Like waves on the sand
It's like that magical moment
when a butterfly lands
You'll kill it if you try to hold it in your hands
Like a flame without oxygen
Trapped you can't breathe
So I'm never mad when you have to leave
If you like a flower you pluck it
If you love a flower you let it grow
I can't even begin to describe how deeply my love for you flows
So be free my love
Spread your wings
You need your freedom like all beautiful things
I'll be here patiently...
Like waves on the sand
It's like that magical moment
when a butterfly lands
You'll kill it if you try to hold it in your hands
Like a flame without oxygen
Trapped you can't breathe
So I'm never mad when you have to leave
If you like a flower you pluck it
If you love a flower you let it grow
I can't even begin to describe how deeply my love for you flows
So be free my love
Spread your wings
You need your freedom like all beautiful things
I'll be here patiently...
#beauty
#butterfly
#FirstLove
#freedom
#love
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Paralleluniversum
Es dauerte nur eine Sekunde
Ein einziger Glanz
Wie auf Zufall
Richteten sich meine Augen
Auf deiner
Du standest über alle
Dein Gesicht war klar
Auch wenn es kaum Licht gab
Und wir in der Menschen Masse
Versenkten
Doch neben dir stand eine andere
Sie mochte dich auch
Doch sie, im Gegensatz
Hatte mehr Glück
Denn sie hielt deine Hand
Vielleicht
In einem Paralleluniversum
Irgendwo da draußen
Existieren nur wir beide
Und deine Augen suchen nur meine
Ein einziger Glanz
Wie auf Zufall
Richteten sich meine Augen
Auf deiner
Du standest über alle
Dein Gesicht war klar
Auch wenn es kaum Licht gab
Und wir in der Menschen Masse
Versenkten
Doch neben dir stand eine andere
Sie mochte dich auch
Doch sie, im Gegensatz
Hatte mehr Glück
Denn sie hielt deine Hand
Vielleicht
In einem Paralleluniversum
Irgendwo da draußen
Existieren nur wir beide
Und deine Augen suchen nur meine
#crush
#FirstLove
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You Are Standing Naked Before Me
#FirstLove
#passion
#seductive #sensual
#seductive #sensual
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Sweet Dreams
In the quiet solitude with only myself and my thoughts they drift to you, like leaves twisting in glee as they dance with the breeze or raindrops that found there window panes with a pitter pattering . In the echoes of silence I hear you as if a pin dropped and you burst into a reverberating sound at the back of my mind and sliding with a beat to the crevices of just between my breast bone . I feel the ache of wanting but not knowing how to take as the day breaks .
In the darkness and security of not being seen the night wraps around me as a cosy blanket and I see you when I...
In the darkness and security of not being seen the night wraps around me as a cosy blanket and I see you when I...
#admiration
#crush
#FirstLove
#obsession
#romantic
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Sunshine and walking in the rain .
To feel arms that want to hold you .
To be kissed and feel it .
To be missed and appreciated.
To be smiled at in that secret way
It’s you and me against the world.
To adore a face and a voice as they
say your name and you miraculously
hear it miles away .
To think about them and wonder if
they are thinking about you at the
same time.
To watch the clock tick tock until the
end of the day no more work with
them it’s just play .
These little things all encompass the
many aspects of love .
How euphoric...
To be kissed and feel it .
To be missed and appreciated.
To be smiled at in that secret way
It’s you and me against the world.
To adore a face and a voice as they
say your name and you miraculously
hear it miles away .
To think about them and wonder if
they are thinking about you at the
same time.
To watch the clock tick tock until the
end of the day no more work with
them it’s just play .
These little things all encompass the
many aspects of love .
How euphoric...
#FallingInLove
#FirstLove
#love
#respect
#romantic
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Your Spirit Fades
I don’t feel your ghost by my side anymore.
Did you leave?
Did I disappoint you?
I have felt you hover over my shoulder before I knew you were gone
I am not ready to let you go.
You can’t leave fully not yet.
It was the only closure I felt.
I lost the warmth of your lips.
I can’t lose the cold of your spirit.
Please just come back.
Did you leave?
Did I disappoint you?
I have felt you hover over my shoulder before I knew you were gone
I am not ready to let you go.
You can’t leave fully not yet.
It was the only closure I felt.
I lost the warmth of your lips.
I can’t lose the cold of your spirit.
Please just come back.
#death
#FirstLove
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Brass Ring
You there on the carousel
never believing in the brass ring
I only wanted the best for you
and that just wasn't me
My angel since the second grade
so gentle and soft spoken
always chose the harshest men
that left you bruised and broken
It has been thirty years
since last I saw your face
that never really bothers me
my heart still holds your place
So as you spin around a world
never including me
I will always love you
sincerely, your brass ring
never believing in the brass ring
I only wanted the best for you
and that just wasn't me
My angel since the second grade
so gentle and soft spoken
always chose the harshest men
that left you bruised and broken
It has been thirty years
since last I saw your face
that never really bothers me
my heart still holds your place
So as you spin around a world
never including me
I will always love you
sincerely, your brass ring
#FirstLove
#UnrequitedLove
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