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.
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Lovers Paradise
Every day and every night.
I fantasise of you.
Making love to you.
Your glance excites every part of my being. Your kisses electrifies me.
Each kiss revitalises my spirit.
My soul.
The essence of you being you.
I love it.
I adore it.
I desire it.
I want to cater to your deepest needs.
Be of service to you.
Let me water your seeds.
Fertilise my mind with your knowledge, sacredness and power.
My beloved
Eme nga ku zola
I praise the most...
I fantasise of you.
Making love to you.
Your glance excites every part of my being. Your kisses electrifies me.
Each kiss revitalises my spirit.
My soul.
The essence of you being you.
I love it.
I adore it.
I desire it.
I want to cater to your deepest needs.
Be of service to you.
Let me water your seeds.
Fertilise my mind with your knowledge, sacredness and power.
My beloved
Eme nga ku zola
I praise the most...
#breakup
#beauty
#admiration
#MovingOn
#FirstLove
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Matters of Attraction
My beloved showed me beauty, the strong
nuclear force, binding quarks —
and its marvellous spin-off, uniting bodies.
Spanning atoms or stars, mysterious
glue, exchange of tangling tokens,
trinkets, touches, words —
body-breathed, fingertip written,
tracing undulating contours.
Following spacetime dimples, planets blindly
orbit their star.
Charmed, we lie, still,
eye to eye, in a darkened room, and worlds
fall away. The cosmos shrinks
wrapping us.
nuclear force, binding quarks —
and its marvellous spin-off, uniting bodies.
Spanning atoms or stars, mysterious
glue, exchange of tangling tokens,
trinkets, touches, words —
body-breathed, fingertip written,
tracing undulating contours.
Following spacetime dimples, planets blindly
orbit their star.
Charmed, we lie, still,
eye to eye, in a darkened room, and worlds
fall away. The cosmos shrinks
wrapping us.
#BestFriend
#relationships
#LongDistanceRelationship #FirstLove
#LongDistanceRelationship #FirstLove
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Evidence of a Life
In high school, photos were taped to my bedroom wall.
They were evidence of a life,
memories of friendships found and lost.
When we made love, I thought of those faces looking on,
some approvingly.
They were evidence of a life,
memories of friendships found and lost.
When we made love, I thought of those faces looking on,
some approvingly.
#sex
#friendship
#FirstLove
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love, spring and death
love, spring, and death
it was spring, late April, snow thawed and sun-warmed
winter cold faces, I was 18 and in love
the object of my desire was a bit older than me, (which
my mother never failed to point out)
were going to visit her father who had a small farm near
a town that had no rail link we had to go by bus the part of the way; back then there were many buses
The day was brilliant as the bus tugged its way on a narrow road near where they were moving a small mountain to give more space when a couple of large stones fell onto the road and the...
it was spring, late April, snow thawed and sun-warmed
winter cold faces, I was 18 and in love
the object of my desire was a bit older than me, (which
my mother never failed to point out)
were going to visit her father who had a small farm near
a town that had no rail link we had to go by bus the part of the way; back then there were many buses
The day was brilliant as the bus tugged its way on a narrow road near where they were moving a small mountain to give more space when a couple of large stones fell onto the road and the...
#FallingInLove
#admiration
#FirstLove
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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 . Just for me in its incredulous glory . Full of promise slowly creeping one ray at a time 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 . As I turn to meet your gaze and it’s...
#happiness
#love
#FallingInLove
#FirstLove
#obsession
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Unrehearsed
No part of her was rehearsed,
but all had been prepared at her birth,
and when it was time, every cell of
her body knew its purpose.
Her inelegant choreography was
awkward, but still beautiful.
but all had been prepared at her birth,
and when it was time, every cell of
her body knew its purpose.
Her inelegant choreography was
awkward, but still beautiful.
#sex
#FirstLove
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amniotic fluid
that was
a
fleeting joy
when I was
in
my
mother's womb.
there is
no memory
of that past joy,
yet it brings
a sparkle to
the eyes
Where
there will be
marks of
the trouble
caused by me
and
no trouble
will have
happened to me
I would
surely have
attained
immense
happiness
in the aura
of that
warm womb water...
a
fleeting joy
when I was
in
my
mother's womb.
there is
no memory
of that past joy,
yet it brings
a sparkle to
the eyes
Where
there will be
marks of
the trouble
caused by me
and
no trouble
will have
happened to me
I would
surely have
attained
immense
happiness
in the aura
of that
warm womb water...
#mother
#FirstLove
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Tongue Tied
The moment I met you
I became tongue tied
I try to find the right words
And when I speak the wrong
Words come out
So let me take you to the spot
We had fun at
Let me take you to my
Best friend’s house
Don’t say Goodbye
DOn’t leave me tongue tied
I got you right here
In my heart
By my Side
It’s you and me vs. the world
I know you
You know me
I want to do nothing but dance around with you
Look weird and happy
Don’t wave no goodbye
Don’t leave me tongue tied
Its you and me
The King...
I became tongue tied
I try to find the right words
And when I speak the wrong
Words come out
So let me take you to the spot
We had fun at
Let me take you to my
Best friend’s house
Don’t say Goodbye
DOn’t leave me tongue tied
I got you right here
In my heart
By my Side
It’s you and me vs. the world
I know you
You know me
I want to do nothing but dance around with you
Look weird and happy
Don’t wave no goodbye
Don’t leave me tongue tied
Its you and me
The King...
#memories
#FirstLove
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Healing, but still Hurting
I give you my heart, ripped and tattered.
You will glue the pieces together with your words, and it will be okay.
It will all be okay.
I will go to the next person, and use their glue.
The holes in my heart, though temporarily full, will continue to ache.
It will all be okay.
My heart will tremble, and sometimes it will fail.
You will still hold me tight.
It will all be okay.
You will glue the pieces together with your words, and it will be okay.
It will all be okay.
I will go to the next person, and use their glue.
The holes in my heart, though temporarily full, will continue to ache.
It will all be okay.
My heart will tremble, and sometimes it will fail.
You will still hold me tight.
It will all be okay.
#LifeStruggles
#lover
#FirstLove #hurt
#FirstLove #hurt
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You Don’t Have to Understand Life
You don’t have to understand life,
then it becomes a celebration.
And let each day for you arrive,
like blossoms blown towards a child
from every whiff of wind while walking on.
To gather them, collect and save
would never cross the youngster’s mind.
But from the tangled curls of hair
wherein the flowers would be kept ensnared
those two young hands release and bare
the lovely tender years towards new finds.
(Rainer Maria Rilke, first published in 1899, translation © Veronika Bond, 2023)
then it becomes a celebration.
And let each day for you arrive,
like blossoms blown towards a child
from every whiff of wind while walking on.
To gather them, collect and save
would never cross the youngster’s mind.
But from the tangled curls of hair
wherein the flowers would be kept ensnared
those two young hands release and bare
the lovely tender years towards new finds.
(Rainer Maria Rilke, first published in 1899, translation © Veronika Bond, 2023)
#LifeCycle
#FirstLove
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SEX VERSUS LOVE
It has taken
me a long time
to discover an
amazing truth.
SEX
last for
a SHORT
time, at
BEST.
BUT LOVE
lasts and
satisfies for
a lifetime. I am
Thankful I
can have BOTH
and know which
amazing gift
period I am in.
Meet me at the
Kissing Place and
today we'll enjoy both.
OKAY?
me a long time
to discover an
amazing truth.
SEX
last for
a SHORT
time, at
BEST.
BUT LOVE
lasts and
satisfies for
a lifetime. I am
Thankful I
can have BOTH
and know which
amazing gift
period I am in.
Meet me at the
Kissing Place and
today we'll enjoy both.
OKAY?
#happiness
#honesty
#gratitude
#admiration
#FirstLove
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Away
They will float away
Like boats
My beautiful flowers against the wind
To blooming fields
And open land
Promise I could never give
I am attached but I am not
If I cried, our bond would rot
And get misty stinking old
But I can’t blame
I’d do the same
Story is from where it’s told
Love‘s like a ticking bomb inside your brain
One crack - it all will change
But if you wait until it burns
You might die in its return
So I stand here and insist
Hold them happy, please
Give them love I couldn’t give
Like boats
My beautiful flowers against the wind
To blooming fields
And open land
Promise I could never give
I am attached but I am not
If I cried, our bond would rot
And get misty stinking old
But I can’t blame
I’d do the same
Story is from where it’s told
Love‘s like a ticking bomb inside your brain
One crack - it all will change
But if you wait until it burns
You might die in its return
So I stand here and insist
Hold them happy, please
Give them love I couldn’t give
#sadness
#love
#BestFriend
#friendship
#FirstLove
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