Poems About a Crush Seeking Friendly Advice
#crush
Poems about a crush seeking friendly advice. Friendly advice and comments have been requested for these poems.
Pratik
Poem Published
5th Sep 2024 5:55pm
5th Sep 2024 5:55pm
Curves in the bloom
Sarswati stands, wild and free,
In her denim shorts, teasing me.
Her thighs on display, so smooth, so tight,
The curves of her ass, a perfect sight.
The flowers may bloom, but they don’t compare,
To the way her body moves in the air.
Each step she takes, those hips that sway,
Got me lost, in every way.
Her shorts ride high, showing skin,
Thick thighs that beg for a playful sin.
She leans into the flowers, her back arched just right,
Her ass so perfect, firm and tight.
The sun shines down, but it’s her that glows, ...
In her denim shorts, teasing me.
Her thighs on display, so smooth, so tight,
The curves of her ass, a perfect sight.
The flowers may bloom, but they don’t compare,
To the way her body moves in the air.
Each step she takes, those hips that sway,
Got me lost, in every way.
Her shorts ride high, showing skin,
Thick thighs that beg for a playful sin.
She leans into the flowers, her back arched just right,
Her ass so perfect, firm and tight.
The sun shines down, but it’s her that glows, ...
#beauty
#crush
#romantic
215 reads
2 Comments
Pratik
Poem Published
5th Sep 2024 3:13am
5th Sep 2024 3:13am
Thighs of Desire
Sarswati, standing there in that tight skirt,
Your thighs call out, making me hurt.
I see the way your body sways,
And I’m lost in thoughts of endless plays.
Your legs are smooth, so thick and fine,
I want to feel them, want them on mine.
Kiss your thighs, pull you near,
Taste your heat, no space for fear.
The way your body curves, oh so tight,
Pulls me closer, deep into the night.
I’d trail my lips up from your knees,
Feel you tremble, begging, please.
Sarswati, with every glance, I’m taken,
Your thighs, your...
Your thighs call out, making me hurt.
I see the way your body sways,
And I’m lost in thoughts of endless plays.
Your legs are smooth, so thick and fine,
I want to feel them, want them on mine.
Kiss your thighs, pull you near,
Taste your heat, no space for fear.
The way your body curves, oh so tight,
Pulls me closer, deep into the night.
I’d trail my lips up from your knees,
Feel you tremble, begging, please.
Sarswati, with every glance, I’m taken,
Your thighs, your...
#crush
#girlfriend
#romantic
355 reads
1 Comment
goodwolf1966
jimmy
jimmy
Poem Published
4th Sep 2024 5:09am
4th Sep 2024 5:09am
to find any
to find
any
substantial
fingerprint
of love,
a kiss
parted
from
your lips,
what flavor
is displayed,
to need
that
watchfulness,
to see
into
your soul,
the sun
and moon
worship
there,
and to
deliver
blood to
your rose,
could i
justify
any of
this.
any
substantial
fingerprint
of love,
a kiss
parted
from
your lips,
what flavor
is displayed,
to need
that
watchfulness,
to see
into
your soul,
the sun
and moon
worship
there,
and to
deliver
blood to
your rose,
could i
justify
any of
this.
#admiration
#beauty
#crush
#friendship
#kindness
154 reads
8 Comments
oskar
Poem Published
2nd Sep 2024 1:45pm
2nd Sep 2024 1:45pm
a shipmaster in love
a shipmaster in love
The boat that left at sunset didn't have red sails
but fading sunlight painted grey sail red
even though the vessel was not going to China
not this year or any other year, the Oriental
wanted to know why he lost two wives
in, the short span of seven years
His third wife sees the boat disappear from
the safety of her verandah she doesn't like
a vessel moves and stays at home
She is secure, and pregnant, a feat his other wives
managed, hence that's why he sold them to
a bordello in Tashkent
the...
The boat that left at sunset didn't have red sails
but fading sunlight painted grey sail red
even though the vessel was not going to China
not this year or any other year, the Oriental
wanted to know why he lost two wives
in, the short span of seven years
His third wife sees the boat disappear from
the safety of her verandah she doesn't like
a vessel moves and stays at home
She is secure, and pregnant, a feat his other wives
managed, hence that's why he sold them to
a bordello in Tashkent
the...
#beauty
#boyfriend
#crush
#dating
#FallingInLove
82 reads
0 Comments
toniscales
Lost Girl
Lost Girl
Poem Published
27th Aug 2024 10:58am
27th Aug 2024 10:58am
a dream
At midnight, she wanted his hands all over her. The tall, hard tower of his body behind hers. His hands cupping her breasts, his lips on the pulse between them. How she ached for his filling in every pore of her being. His fullness which would obliterate her own waiting emptiness. She wanted to let go and lean into his power, his superiority, his answers that were infinitely better than her own. She tasted his name on her lips, savoring its sweet poison. Her love for him, what would surely be her undoing. But she wanted to fall, fall down, down, down, and let him catch her.
#crush
#FallingInLove
#lust #passion
#lust #passion
341 reads
6 Comments
Lamjhnsn1
Poem Published
15th Aug 2024 8:49pm
15th Aug 2024 8:49pm
Gothic Eyes
Something hypnotic behind your cat eyes.
Intoxication comes with the drinking in of your dark stare.
A brown rum, your eyelids.
Pupils as deep as the apparent.
Somehow though, each blink, a penned note.
Acheronian lipstick, sitting mostly still.
Dual rings, adorn either side of your paint.
The only glimmer, the occasional, bouncing off of the tongue;
And still, hardly a sound passes.
Your face is largely against the sun;
With skin as pallid as dusk.
And somehow twice as stunning.
Her entire presence is night;
With...
Intoxication comes with the drinking in of your dark stare.
A brown rum, your eyelids.
Pupils as deep as the apparent.
Somehow though, each blink, a penned note.
Acheronian lipstick, sitting mostly still.
Dual rings, adorn either side of your paint.
The only glimmer, the occasional, bouncing off of the tongue;
And still, hardly a sound passes.
Your face is largely against the sun;
With skin as pallid as dusk.
And somehow twice as stunning.
Her entire presence is night;
With...
#crush
#dark
119 reads
2 Comments
LillyRosa
Poem Published
6th Aug 2024 3:37pm
6th Aug 2024 3:37pm
Secret Bromance
It's a secret
Yet everyone can see it
By the way he looks at you
The way his eyes
Linger on your face
First the eyes
Then the lips
The intense stare
He only gives you
No one was supposed
To see that moment
But the desire was too strong
And he couldn't hold back
Pinned you up against the wall
Pressed his body
Against yours
But people were watching
And this was not for show
He thinks no one
Sees the way he winks at you
Everytime you pass by
Or the way ...
Yet everyone can see it
By the way he looks at you
The way his eyes
Linger on your face
First the eyes
Then the lips
The intense stare
He only gives you
No one was supposed
To see that moment
But the desire was too strong
And he couldn't hold back
Pinned you up against the wall
Pressed his body
Against yours
But people were watching
And this was not for show
He thinks no one
Sees the way he winks at you
Everytime you pass by
Or the way ...
#crush
#LGBT
#love #secrets
#love #secrets
160 reads
4 Comments
Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
21st Jul 2024 00:05am
21st Jul 2024 00:05am
unpressed buttons
You spill words
melodic, beautiful, anguished
and I wonder idly
how it would feel
to get buried in your anger
the rise and fall of consonants
shorter, sharper, dangerous
on your beautiful tongue
Not that I want know
your rage
I'm just curious about these
buttons unpressed
and I would die to know
the full shape of you
the sparkle of your laughter
the light of your joy
the drop of your sadness
the burn of your passion
the fire of your rage
so that I can be a mirror
free...
melodic, beautiful, anguished
and I wonder idly
how it would feel
to get buried in your anger
the rise and fall of consonants
shorter, sharper, dangerous
on your beautiful tongue
Not that I want know
your rage
I'm just curious about these
buttons unpressed
and I would die to know
the full shape of you
the sparkle of your laughter
the light of your joy
the drop of your sadness
the burn of your passion
the fire of your rage
so that I can be a mirror
free...
#crush
#friendship
#loneliness #UnrequitedLove
#loneliness #UnrequitedLove
275 reads
4 Comments
Nixprty
Poem Published
20th Jul 2024 7:04pm
20th Jul 2024 7:04pm
Shakespeares Love Story
This love is a caricature,
A performance for pleasure.
Endless intermissions and laughter,
Never ending ever afters.
Forever is a hyperbole that becomes a promise,
Forever ends when it’s forgotten.
A souvenir black eye,
Craving to cave to your kind.
Love was just a consummation bound by time,
An act of love in the face of a crowd was just a line.
A kiss left up to interpretation by our audience,
The kiss in the wings wasn’t of relevance.
Spotting you with a spotlight,
You’re looking right at me but...
A performance for pleasure.
Endless intermissions and laughter,
Never ending ever afters.
Forever is a hyperbole that becomes a promise,
Forever ends when it’s forgotten.
A souvenir black eye,
Craving to cave to your kind.
Love was just a consummation bound by time,
An act of love in the face of a crowd was just a line.
A kiss left up to interpretation by our audience,
The kiss in the wings wasn’t of relevance.
Spotting you with a spotlight,
You’re looking right at me but...
#crush
#love
#UnrequitedLove
142 reads
1 Comment
Madcinder
Poem Published
20th Jul 2024 2:15pm
20th Jul 2024 2:15pm
Sweet Girl
Won't you help me, friend?
Before I end.
This girl's got me.
In a trance.
I can't dance.
I won't cry once you're mine.
My life's a book.
Just take a look.
I'm here for you like brand new.
Come with me.
You will see.
What I say is what I mean.
If you go away.
I will be in pain.
What can be our today?
You're a sweet girl.
You rule my world.
It's my love from above.
Coming down to the ground.
Harmony, love and peace.
We will be so happy.
Let's...
Before I end.
This girl's got me.
In a trance.
I can't dance.
I won't cry once you're mine.
My life's a book.
Just take a look.
I'm here for you like brand new.
Come with me.
You will see.
What I say is what I mean.
If you go away.
I will be in pain.
What can be our today?
You're a sweet girl.
You rule my world.
It's my love from above.
Coming down to the ground.
Harmony, love and peace.
We will be so happy.
Let's...
#crush
#love
#lyrics
87 reads
0 Comments
LillyRosa
Poem Published
19th Jul 2024 2:27pm
19th Jul 2024 2:27pm
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
315 reads
4 Comments
Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
16th Jul 2024 3:15am
16th Jul 2024 3:15am
imaginary subtext
She said my hips look delicious
no, no
She said the position of my hips
looks delicious
no, no
She said the movement of my hips
looks delicious
no, no, that's worse
She said the way my hips feel is...
nope
She said the way my hips
feel in that position is...
no, she definitely didn't fucking say that
What she said was...
What she said was
that supported bridge posture
feels delicious
And she's not wrong...
no, no
She said the position of my hips
looks delicious
no, no
She said the movement of my hips
looks delicious
no, no, that's worse
She said the way my hips feel is...
nope
She said the way my hips
feel in that position is...
no, she definitely didn't fucking say that
What she said was...
What she said was
that supported bridge posture
feels delicious
And she's not wrong...
#crush
#erotic
#lust #temptation
#lust #temptation
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8 Comments
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