First Love Poems
#FirstLove
First love poems, here you'll find poetry about first loves, including falling in love and heartbreak. Poems about the lasting impression made by a first love, along with 'coming of age' first love poetry.
fianaturie8
Fia Naturie
Fia Naturie
Poem Published
6th Oct 2024 3:08am
6th Oct 2024 3:08am
The Spider and her lover the Fly
Spider
I have been sitting here for hours, spinning my silken threads, waiting for him to fly by.
He has promised me countless numbers of times that tonight will be the night that he will visit me. I made sure that the threads were glistening in their finest diamonds and my legs. Oh my legs are as sexy as can be. There are eight long and lean made for flexibility. To entice and invite him into my web, you see.
Fly
How do I get wrapped up with these crazy dames? I mean I flew past one time and she caught me. The romp with the twists and the turns....
I have been sitting here for hours, spinning my silken threads, waiting for him to fly by.
He has promised me countless numbers of times that tonight will be the night that he will visit me. I made sure that the threads were glistening in their finest diamonds and my legs. Oh my legs are as sexy as can be. There are eight long and lean made for flexibility. To entice and invite him into my web, you see.
Fly
How do I get wrapped up with these crazy dames? I mean I flew past one time and she caught me. The romp with the twists and the turns....
#FirstLove
#obsession
#sacrifice
196 reads
14 Comments
LostViking
Lost Viking
Lost Viking
Poem Published
2nd Oct 2024 8:26pm
2nd Oct 2024 8:26pm
Lost Love
Poem for a Dead Lover
Our young love was naïve and true,
but you went away, leaving me
only with images of what might have been.
When I look into the eyes of a new love,
does your spirit smile from the corner
of our darkened room, knowing
the eyes I see are yours?
When the new girl with angel eyes looks down
to the juncture our bodies and her face
asks if I am the love of her life,
do you already see her approaching death?
Our young love was naïve and true,
but you went away, leaving me
only with images of what might have been.
When I look into the eyes of a new love,
does your spirit smile from the corner
of our darkened room, knowing
the eyes I see are yours?
When the new girl with angel eyes looks down
to the juncture our bodies and her face
asks if I am the love of her life,
do you already see her approaching death?
#death
#FirstLove
166 reads
2 Comments
Koulouri
Poem Published
29th Sep 2024 11:42pm
29th Sep 2024 11:42pm
Teach Me How to Love
I was raised with love being
a sharp knife
and hurtful words.
Sometimes I still
feel the desire
to cause pain
under the guise of love.
But with you
I want to be gentle.
I want to hold you.
I don't know
what love is
but I know
I don't want to hurt you.
Maybe we can
make a new name
for this feeling I have.
I'd like to make that with you.
a sharp knife
and hurtful words.
Sometimes I still
feel the desire
to cause pain
under the guise of love.
But with you
I want to be gentle.
I want to hold you.
I don't know
what love is
but I know
I don't want to hurt you.
Maybe we can
make a new name
for this feeling I have.
I'd like to make that with you.
#abuse
#childhood
#FallingInLove
#FirstLove
#love
211 reads
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Poet__2248
Poem Published
29th Sep 2024 12:54pm
29th Sep 2024 12:54pm
Forgetting me
I didnt want you to forget me, please don’t forget me.
I want to stay in your memory. I want to be there forever.
Let me burrow deeper and deeper. Into your thoughts, into your mind so that I am free to torment you, comfort you just as you do me in mine.
Let me conquer your dreams as well, let the face you see always be mine.
Keep me with you.
Please.
I want to stay in your memory. I want to be there forever.
Let me burrow deeper and deeper. Into your thoughts, into your mind so that I am free to torment you, comfort you just as you do me in mine.
Let me conquer your dreams as well, let the face you see always be mine.
Keep me with you.
Please.
#admiration
#beauty
#FirstLove
#ForbiddenLove
#love
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Poet__2248
Poem Published
28th Sep 2024 10:39am
28th Sep 2024 10:39am
Strange
It is strange to be so at the mercy of a love i cannot have. One unrequited as mine should not pain me, weigh so heavily in mind. Such love is a burden to my soul as a bullet is to my chest but even still my arms remain open for someone already held by someone else, my body waiting to be held by arms already embracing another
#FirstLove
#love
#SelfReflection
#UnrequitedLove
#WritingPoetry
141 reads
6 Comments
Dre_k47
AnDre James
AnDre James
Poem Published
23rd Sep 2024 10:53pm
23rd Sep 2024 10:53pm
Ripened Desire
She had never tasted the warmth of a man’s embrace,
Nor felt desire spark in a single gaze,
Until that night she found him there—
Older, with a presence that filled the air,
A power that drew her, steady and bold,
Irresistible, a story untold.
One glance, and her world began to shift—
This wasn’t just longing—it was a passionate gift.
The room was dim, thick with heat,
A tension that made her heart skip a beat.
A smile, a spark, a daring look,
And all her defences quietly shook.
She watched him move, every step a tease,
A...
Nor felt desire spark in a single gaze,
Until that night she found him there—
Older, with a presence that filled the air,
A power that drew her, steady and bold,
Irresistible, a story untold.
One glance, and her world began to shift—
This wasn’t just longing—it was a passionate gift.
The room was dim, thick with heat,
A tension that made her heart skip a beat.
A smile, a spark, a daring look,
And all her defences quietly shook.
She watched him move, every step a tease,
A...
#erotic
#FirstLove
#lust #passion
#lust #passion
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I_was_rare_once
RareFaction
RareFaction
Poem Published
23rd Sep 2024 8:11am
23rd Sep 2024 8:11am
Wished
Fringes fray.
People stray.
Everything is just fine.
What a wonderful life.
What a wonderful life.
It's no wonder I can't decide to divide myself from past to present.
I gift myself wrapped problems.
Do you ever wander to feel unbound?
I loved to live alive.
Sometimes you get what you ask for,
Just asked you to stop alright?
In life dont be a wisher because I wished upon the stars.
We fell but I fell apart.
Happy worthday!
I am worth more then this.
Romance another day.
Lets just sit and burn the night...
People stray.
Everything is just fine.
What a wonderful life.
What a wonderful life.
It's no wonder I can't decide to divide myself from past to present.
I gift myself wrapped problems.
Do you ever wander to feel unbound?
I loved to live alive.
Sometimes you get what you ask for,
Just asked you to stop alright?
In life dont be a wisher because I wished upon the stars.
We fell but I fell apart.
Happy worthday!
I am worth more then this.
Romance another day.
Lets just sit and burn the night...
#escape
#FirstLove
107 reads
1 Comment
Artavious25
Taypen99
Taypen99
Poem Published
19th Sep 2024 3:38pm
19th Sep 2024 3:38pm
The V Story
My curiosity peaks for this unknown
Wandering thoughts on what lies past this door
Mind riddled with new beginnings and endings
Lust rattles my soul as my imagination takes control
Excitement takes over my body yet fear takes over my mind
Hedonistic fantasies playing on repeat
Knowing that this waiting game will end
To be stripped of my last piece of innocence.
Wandering thoughts on what lies past this door
Mind riddled with new beginnings and endings
Lust rattles my soul as my imagination takes control
Excitement takes over my body yet fear takes over my mind
Hedonistic fantasies playing on repeat
Knowing that this waiting game will end
To be stripped of my last piece of innocence.
#dating
#FirstLove
#LookingForLove #vulnerability
#LookingForLove #vulnerability
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Nizana
Lauryn
Lauryn
Poem Published
16th Sep 2024 2:47pm
16th Sep 2024 2:47pm
Among Ancestors
In the quiet of rooms of ancestors, she lay naked face down,
a conduit between generations, breathing in the air
captured by walls her grandfather built
before her own mother's birth. Her legs dangled
silky smooth. They gleamed with a doll-like grace.
The boy standing next to the bed remembers the
knitting needles his grandmother once held.
Her body is an hourglass made of porcelain,
a figurine still in silent dance. Her back curves
gracefully, like a sand dune shaped by the wind,
tapering from her broad shoulders made strong...
a conduit between generations, breathing in the air
captured by walls her grandfather built
before her own mother's birth. Her legs dangled
silky smooth. They gleamed with a doll-like grace.
The boy standing next to the bed remembers the
knitting needles his grandmother once held.
Her body is an hourglass made of porcelain,
a figurine still in silent dance. Her back curves
gracefully, like a sand dune shaped by the wind,
tapering from her broad shoulders made strong...
#beauty
#family
#FirstLove #memories
#FirstLove #memories
193 reads
9 Comments
Sageofsongs
Poem Published
8th Sep 2024 8:28am
8th Sep 2024 8:28am
Nice Guy Chronicles X
Each love interest
Has left an impression on me
Each one has challenged
My ideals in some form
Yet such is the nature of experience
I don't know whether it was the result of being in a big city
Or whether life felt extra ironic towards me
But I got to a point in which I had no crushes
I had some kind of encounter
With each of them
Now we all know crushes don't always pan out
But they're fun to have as a reminder
That some part of you finds others attractive
My sense of...
Has left an impression on me
Each one has challenged
My ideals in some form
Yet such is the nature of experience
I don't know whether it was the result of being in a big city
Or whether life felt extra ironic towards me
But I got to a point in which I had no crushes
I had some kind of encounter
With each of them
Now we all know crushes don't always pan out
But they're fun to have as a reminder
That some part of you finds others attractive
My sense of...
#breakup
#dating
#FirstLove
#LifeCycle
#UnrequitedLove
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DarkPopPrincess
Poem Published
7th Sep 2024 10:08am
7th Sep 2024 10:08am
It Hurts
I realize that my body dysmorphia is just a distraction.
From all the things that still bother me.
The really important things that kill me deep down inside...
I still love him...
Can you really even learn to un-love someone?
I still wish upon a star that he was the one.
And I still have the deep down part of me that believes he was genuine when saying that if I became homeless, he'd give me a place to stay. Because he cared about his friends.
I know deep down somewhere that I'm not imagining this. Him also asking...
From all the things that still bother me.
The really important things that kill me deep down inside...
I still love him...
Can you really even learn to un-love someone?
I still wish upon a star that he was the one.
And I still have the deep down part of me that believes he was genuine when saying that if I became homeless, he'd give me a place to stay. Because he cared about his friends.
I know deep down somewhere that I'm not imagining this. Him also asking...
#FirstLove
#ForbiddenLove
124 reads
2 Comments
DarkPopPrincess
Poem Published
7th Sep 2024 9:35am
7th Sep 2024 9:35am
The Wilted Rose
I am a rose that can no longer stand tall.
A heart no longer beating.
A monitor going black.
The man will always have a piece
Of my heart.
And I will always be wondering
If he has a piece of mine too.
A heart no longer beating.
A monitor going black.
The man will always have a piece
Of my heart.
And I will always be wondering
If he has a piece of mine too.
#FirstLove
#ForbiddenLove
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2 Comments
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