Least Read Poems About First Love

Perfect gift for a special one
Not at random for just ANY ONE
An indestructible expression
of eternal ascension
Fitting for loved ones, lovers or between friends
Band of eternal circle with neither flaw nor end.

Round and round – no corners to turn
Infinite lessons, yet, still left to learn
As all within the circle closer become
Venturing hidden corners still to come
Hearts all beat and join as one.

Perfect expression of an infinite love
Between loved ones or friends joined above
Perfect emblem of an...

With such class and sheer elegance
Her demeanor called for reverence.
Like winter-white fresh-fallen snow
Her nudity covering [skin] reflected a radiant glow.
Wholesome and complete, her barren womb
Fertile-ready for a love seed to bloom
When the time be right
And when glistening stars would shine bright.

There she walked with a humble stride
Simple with every step and soft strides of an innocent bride
Her body full of radiant light
The winter-white virgin is her husband’s delight.
Pure and transparent as summer rain
Her...

I once told a shy girl it was safer to kiss in doorways, since it was a portal

No one could figure if we were coming or going and therefore invisible


She raised herself up on tip toes and kissed me right there surprising me

She said she wanted to be able to tell the difference ...

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

As I walked passed my reflection,
Seen myself as one of those many dwelling in desperation and anxiety of discoveries,
Trapped by seashells, i tried to break free of what was holding me prison for long at last, probably me,
Walking on a land I barely understand,
wishing i could recover what was lost,
between two different worlds,
worried for there is no option for an end, thoughts of desolation draws me near the path called give up not yet,
even if tomorrow maybe , uncertain and doomed to perish,
and the heat of the sun burns and the waves of a...