Least Read Poems for and About Boyfriends
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Cyndi_Moone
Poem Published
7th Jun 2018 3:26am
7th Jun 2018 3:26am
AMOR SIN VENENO / LOVE WITHOUT VENOM
Cuanto te amo, mi amor
Jamás conocerás el favor
Que siento y he puesto sobre ti
Por todo lo que haces tu por mi
Tu toque suave sobre mi piel
Tu lealtad, estable y fiel
Tu mirada de cariño y ternura
Tenemos un amor que dura
Mas alla de esta una sola vida.
Miro dentro tus ojos y siento
Corrientes como viento violento
Corriendo por mis venas
Sacudiendo fuera todas mis penas
Un solo encuentro en tus brazos
Y quedo enlazada en los lazos
De tu amor
Y tu favor....
Jamás conocerás el favor
Que siento y he puesto sobre ti
Por todo lo que haces tu por mi
Tu toque suave sobre mi piel
Tu lealtad, estable y fiel
Tu mirada de cariño y ternura
Tenemos un amor que dura
Mas alla de esta una sola vida.
Miro dentro tus ojos y siento
Corrientes como viento violento
Corriendo por mis venas
Sacudiendo fuera todas mis penas
Un solo encuentro en tus brazos
Y quedo enlazada en los lazos
De tu amor
Y tu favor....
#boyfriend
#ILoveYou
#ForbiddenLove
14 reads
3 Comments
Cyndi_Moone
Poem Published
1st Nov 2017 11:49pm
1st Nov 2017 11:49pm
DISTANCE BY FEAR
My heart is aching for you
My soul longs to meet you again
If just to share a laugh or a simple chat
Like we once shared in times past.
Distance in mileage doesn't keep us apart
What's holding me back is how we had our last goodbye
You being angry and possibly hating me like never before.
But even broken bonds don't stop me from thinking of you
Remembering times shared and memories made...
I want to reach out, not as a person in need because I'm OK
But as the circle we once formed with what we shared.
Do you think of me as I...
My soul longs to meet you again
If just to share a laugh or a simple chat
Like we once shared in times past.
Distance in mileage doesn't keep us apart
What's holding me back is how we had our last goodbye
You being angry and possibly hating me like never before.
But even broken bonds don't stop me from thinking of you
Remembering times shared and memories made...
I want to reach out, not as a person in need because I'm OK
But as the circle we once formed with what we shared.
Do you think of me as I...
#love
#boyfriend
#breakup
#lover
#LifeChangingMoment
25 reads
4 Comments
yelluw_always
Poem Published
15th Mar 2019 1:10am
15th Mar 2019 1:10am
To love the sun or a man
A burning bike bound
for the shadowy surface of a sky
in a ceaseless chase of craze, the crazy
know to kneel to kvell
a triumph over tales of truth trapt
I why of his writeness
he grafts greatness and graffiti
on the spill of my skull
and forms the first films a feel of fire
I spell his sapien story, of smoke and spirit
of banishing the baleful with a bone brush
lining a lustre lore in ligaments
hugging the hopeful hues of me
he flares the fine firmament of my feet
and brings the beneath back to below
...
for the shadowy surface of a sky
in a ceaseless chase of craze, the crazy
know to kneel to kvell
a triumph over tales of truth trapt
I why of his writeness
he grafts greatness and graffiti
on the spill of my skull
and forms the first films a feel of fire
I spell his sapien story, of smoke and spirit
of banishing the baleful with a bone brush
lining a lustre lore in ligaments
hugging the hopeful hues of me
he flares the fine firmament of my feet
and brings the beneath back to below
...
#boyfriend
#forgiveness
#honesty
#admiration
#MovingOn
25 reads
8 Comments
Cyndi_Moone
Poem Published
3rd Jun 2018 6:11pm
3rd Jun 2018 6:11pm
Moistened Memories
I remember our courting days
When we both walked in love’s daze
You standing before me hansomely tall
And how I rushed to answer your every call
Does every lover’s courting days come to a sudden end?
How far does courtship stretch before it bends?
When all secrets lay wide open before you and I
And there is nothing left for either one of us to hide,
When we’ve grown so comfortably close
As we’ve sailed through the blows
Of the winds and storms.
That life itself forms,
Does the magic and sparks
Of two courting...
When we both walked in love’s daze
You standing before me hansomely tall
And how I rushed to answer your every call
Does every lover’s courting days come to a sudden end?
How far does courtship stretch before it bends?
When all secrets lay wide open before you and I
And there is nothing left for either one of us to hide,
When we’ve grown so comfortably close
As we’ve sailed through the blows
Of the winds and storms.
That life itself forms,
Does the magic and sparks
Of two courting...
#love
#boyfriend
#relationships #ILoveYou
#relationships #ILoveYou
26 reads
9 Comments
Ljdynamic
Poem Published
9th Mar 2025 00:31am
9th Mar 2025 00:31am
Just Love
Hey, Jigg82,
I love you so freaking much.
Just letting you know.
I love you so freaking much.
Just letting you know.
#boyfriend
#ILoveYou
#senryu
26 reads
6 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
14th Apr 2025 7:45pm
14th Apr 2025 7:45pm
Kill Him Again
Martha Fokker of Lincoln, Nebraska greased the floor of her kitchen in an attempt to kill her one-legged boyfriend in 1991. She slipped on the floor and knocked herself unconscious instead. Police found more grease near the top of the stairs and by the bathroom door. The boyfriend, Lou Briccant, insisted that Martha was doing a little housework. Six months later, Martha fell backwards killing herself on a flight of stairs in the basement. She was carrying up that same bucket of grease that she tried using on her boyfriend to kill him. Was she going to clean the floors or attempt to kill him...
#boyfriend
#fiction
#mystery #tragedy
#mystery #tragedy
51 reads
5 Comments
oskar
Poem Published
10th Feb 2025 9:18am
10th Feb 2025 9:18am
the royal stone street 42
The Royal Stonestreet 42
In the house in Stavanger, Norway, where I grew up four families were living in poverty after the war in 1945, well, poverty was relative as we were able to survive without social interference
In the basement, an elderly man had two bedrooms and a kitchen he had to share every Saturday when the women were washing clothes and ironing
The elderly man was mysterious he had female visits every so often, who drank and fought when the police were called the women had to leave, but the old man was not arrested, it turned out he had been a...
In the house in Stavanger, Norway, where I grew up four families were living in poverty after the war in 1945, well, poverty was relative as we were able to survive without social interference
In the basement, an elderly man had two bedrooms and a kitchen he had to share every Saturday when the women were washing clothes and ironing
The elderly man was mysterious he had female visits every so often, who drank and fought when the police were called the women had to leave, but the old man was not arrested, it turned out he had been a...
#admiration
#beauty
#boyfriend #dating
#boyfriend #dating
51 reads
0 Comments
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