Least Read Poems About a Crush
#crush
Least read poems about a crush. Find an undiscovered masterpiece in the DU Poetry least read poems.
A stir
Time made,
Your core,
Have bold eyes like noon,
Made root slip,
Shed gaze into gold,
Glee vote,
Upon mine base,
Fear lead love,
Wind wage your case,
That have been seen amid
wits.
Your core,
Have bold eyes like noon,
Made root slip,
Shed gaze into gold,
Glee vote,
Upon mine base,
Fear lead love,
Wind wage your case,
That have been seen amid
wits.
#love
#kindness
#admiration
#respect
#crush
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Pedestal
Placed ever so high
pressed against the very sky
I cannot now breathe
pressed against the very sky
I cannot now breathe
#confessional
#LifeAsAWriter
#TruthOfLife
#WritingPoetry
#crush
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Indelible Ink
You wipe these tears from my face
always knowing how best to replace
the clouds with the warm sun
ending my sorrow before it has begun
Feeling the crush of girl loves boy
I try so hard to remain coy
hard to somehow pretend
that this love too will then end
When I know deep in my heart
how this passion did finally start
bringing me to the very brink
from the first time I read you ink
So, how can this be so
that you could come to know
all these secrets I still hide
all of these truths still denied
...
always knowing how best to replace
the clouds with the warm sun
ending my sorrow before it has begun
Feeling the crush of girl loves boy
I try so hard to remain coy
hard to somehow pretend
that this love too will then end
When I know deep in my heart
how this passion did finally start
bringing me to the very brink
from the first time I read you ink
So, how can this be so
that you could come to know
all these secrets I still hide
all of these truths still denied
...
#confessional
#WritingPoetry
#FallingInLove
#PowerOfWords
#crush
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Poet Duet
How can I ever come to forget
our first poet duet...
kept each other on the brink
before we spilled each other's ink
Your quill deep in my well
so that no one could tell
who writes or who is written
who bites or who is bitten
For I have no real regret
how you make the flow wet
shiny upon these sheets
how your poetry then completes
While each word tickles my ear
though you are far away from here
as the thought of you does linger
as does my wandering finger
Leaving me left alone to play ...
our first poet duet...
kept each other on the brink
before we spilled each other's ink
Your quill deep in my well
so that no one could tell
who writes or who is written
who bites or who is bitten
For I have no real regret
how you make the flow wet
shiny upon these sheets
how your poetry then completes
While each word tickles my ear
though you are far away from here
as the thought of you does linger
as does my wandering finger
Leaving me left alone to play ...
#love
#confessional
#WritingPoetry
#FallingInLove
#crush
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2 Comments
Fantastic Day(night)dreams
Mid of night
Hot air with cool highlights floats by
I have my mind on her
Dressed undressed
sighs
Standing sitting
Looking into my eyes
Chatting flirting
Sipping kissing
Caressing groping
Kneading needing
Lust rises images flash
Flash
Flash
Flash
Surreal photoshoot
My dress shirt her wardrobe
Skin white skin white
Nipple White
Cleft White
Dimple White
Buttocks Buttocks
White White
Thighs White
The plastic...
Hot air with cool highlights floats by
I have my mind on her
Dressed undressed
sighs
Standing sitting
Looking into my eyes
Chatting flirting
Sipping kissing
Caressing groping
Kneading needing
Lust rises images flash
Flash
Flash
Flash
Surreal photoshoot
My dress shirt her wardrobe
Skin white skin white
Nipple White
Cleft White
Dimple White
Buttocks Buttocks
White White
Thighs White
The plastic...
#love
#loneliness
#crush
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4 Comments
Coquetry
Pretty eyes with a pretty face
bending every social grace
with such playful feet
under the table
Leaving me still able
to use my hands
to make my point
about all I do anoint
A naughty clever mind
is such a rare find
but wrapping it up tight
in a little black dress...
Making you confess
for every single sin
especially those yet to begin
that are not even yours
Feeling every tickling tease ...
bending every social grace
with such playful feet
under the table
Leaving me still able
to use my hands
to make my point
about all I do anoint
A naughty clever mind
is such a rare find
but wrapping it up tight
in a little black dress...
Making you confess
for every single sin
especially those yet to begin
that are not even yours
Feeling every tickling tease ...
#lust
#beauty
#confessional
#WritingPoetry
#crush
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Saharan Sands
A soft kiss from one who understands
to one who sleeps upon Saharan sands
across the vast and endless sea
yet sees the same stars as me
For it is this cosmic design
that allows us to then fully entwine
plump, ripe words fed one at time
sweetened with the ambrosia of rhyme
Unable to now physically touch
yet overwhelmed with feeling so much
every tingle of my bare pale skin
often over before it has a chance to begin
So, tell me if you truly...
to one who sleeps upon Saharan sands
across the vast and endless sea
yet sees the same stars as me
For it is this cosmic design
that allows us to then fully entwine
plump, ripe words fed one at time
sweetened with the ambrosia of rhyme
Unable to now physically touch
yet overwhelmed with feeling so much
every tingle of my bare pale skin
often over before it has a chance to begin
So, tell me if you truly...
#love
#confessional
#WritingPoetry
#FallingInLove
#crush
14 reads
5 Comments
Gilded Page
You keep me here trapped in your ink
forever bound on the brink
of feeling total release
with every tickle and tease
For the words that you write
fill up my most empty night
much tighter than any rope
yet always knotted with hope
All these words you pen for me
keep me kept from ever being free
for this power you do wield
that makes me curb then yield
As I fall again for your quill
surrendering my very will
longing for your next rhyme
enduring this infinity of time
For this...
forever bound on the brink
of feeling total release
with every tickle and tease
For the words that you write
fill up my most empty night
much tighter than any rope
yet always knotted with hope
All these words you pen for me
keep me kept from ever being free
for this power you do wield
that makes me curb then yield
As I fall again for your quill
surrendering my very will
longing for your next rhyme
enduring this infinity of time
For this...
#crush
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4 Comments
An Adaptation
My life is just a quiet celebration
a most personal adaptation
of the poetry which I write
of the dreams I pen in the night
As dainty as a lady's glove
I have always looked at love
as something deeply felt
as both ice and candle melt
For an impish boyish smile
can forever then beguile
with words whispered in my ear
as his tickling breath is near
Am I just a modern cliche
wanting to have it my way
be swept off of my feet
while I pursue a life complete
Wanting something more
as he holds...
a most personal adaptation
of the poetry which I write
of the dreams I pen in the night
As dainty as a lady's glove
I have always looked at love
as something deeply felt
as both ice and candle melt
For an impish boyish smile
can forever then beguile
with words whispered in my ear
as his tickling breath is near
Am I just a modern cliche
wanting to have it my way
be swept off of my feet
while I pursue a life complete
Wanting something more
as he holds...
#confessional
#crush
#FallingInLove
#loneliness
#WritingPoetry
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8 Comments
How We Wound
Funny how it happens
we take out the quill
play with the point
forget how sharp it is
as we pen our lines
craft all our poems
unaware of how words echo
lines can forever rhyme
beyond the poem
but I only write what I feel
try to capture what is real
in this just add water world
sometimes feeling a crush
a little more than I should
more than I dare
dazzled by the taper
singed by its flame
spill my ink a bit too freely
for others to see
never meaning to harm
while I does so...
we take out the quill
play with the point
forget how sharp it is
as we pen our lines
craft all our poems
unaware of how words echo
lines can forever rhyme
beyond the poem
but I only write what I feel
try to capture what is real
in this just add water world
sometimes feeling a crush
a little more than I should
more than I dare
dazzled by the taper
singed by its flame
spill my ink a bit too freely
for others to see
never meaning to harm
while I does so...
#regret
#confessional
#WritingPoetry
#PowerOfWords
#crush
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2 Comments
Word Bound
It seems I am once again found
lost while I am word bound
by these tight lines you write
on this helpless autumn night
Leaving me left fettered to sin
slowly the baring my skin
while I imagine your touch
taking from me way too much
As I again trample every vow
knowing that you know how
to upend every end of me
consumed again in a passion spree
Chained now to Fantasy's bed
going only where I am now led
splayed naked here for you
to do all these things you will do
Whether it...
lost while I am word bound
by these tight lines you write
on this helpless autumn night
Leaving me left fettered to sin
slowly the baring my skin
while I imagine your touch
taking from me way too much
As I again trample every vow
knowing that you know how
to upend every end of me
consumed again in a passion spree
Chained now to Fantasy's bed
going only where I am now led
splayed naked here for you
to do all these things you will do
Whether it...
#lust
#confessional
#WritingPoetry
#FallingInLove
#crush
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4 Comments
Musings...
If I could somehow make you choose
I would want me to be your muse
to be the one you always adore
when you pen your poetic score
A beautiful vision in your mind
an enduring quest to then find
the only one to fill your night
the only one to ink your write
But I do know this will never be
since I am not the one you see
the one who won your kiss
the love you still truly miss
Then I will read each poetry line
knowing you will never be mine
you will never come to know
how deep and...
I would want me to be your muse
to be the one you always adore
when you pen your poetic score
A beautiful vision in your mind
an enduring quest to then find
the only one to fill your night
the only one to ink your write
But I do know this will never be
since I am not the one you see
the one who won your kiss
the love you still truly miss
Then I will read each poetry line
knowing you will never be mine
you will never come to know
how deep and...
#love
#MyInspiration
#WritingPoetry
#FallingInLove
#crush
15 reads
2 Comments
DU Poetry : Least Read Poems About a Crush