Long Poems About a Crush
#crush
Long poems about a crush. 300 words or more, most recently published poems first.
Non existent existence
How can I call this an existence without you near me.
Never knowing the gentle caress of your touch across my face
Never having the chance to hold you in a loving embrace.
Has my heart racing from just the thought,
Of you and I being worlds apart.
Yet, growing closer from your looks and words
That quietly penetrate my mind day in and day out.
But still loud enough to force it’s way pass this impenetrable wall placed around my heart.
How can I call this an existence
Knowing that the days seem longer...
Never knowing the gentle caress of your touch across my face
Never having the chance to hold you in a loving embrace.
Has my heart racing from just the thought,
Of you and I being worlds apart.
Yet, growing closer from your looks and words
That quietly penetrate my mind day in and day out.
But still loud enough to force it’s way pass this impenetrable wall placed around my heart.
How can I call this an existence
Knowing that the days seem longer...
#love
#WritersBlock
#LongDistanceRelationship
#crush
#passion
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Spanish Chic - Reunion - One Month Later
Spanish Chic - Reunion - One Month Later
“John, the email you gave me sent back a reply saying, ‘Custom eulogies for your dearly departed to dress up those closet skeletons as endearing peccadillos for a person of otherwise sterling character to bring comic relief to the bereaved.’ Can you imagine how that shook me up?”
“My handwriting is atrocious. Next time I won’t write in cursive.”
“My first question upon showing up for work this past month was, ‘have you seen Mr. John?’ They answered, ‘not a sign of him.’”
“Oh, darling,...
“John, the email you gave me sent back a reply saying, ‘Custom eulogies for your dearly departed to dress up those closet skeletons as endearing peccadillos for a person of otherwise sterling character to bring comic relief to the bereaved.’ Can you imagine how that shook me up?”
“My handwriting is atrocious. Next time I won’t write in cursive.”
“My first question upon showing up for work this past month was, ‘have you seen Mr. John?’ They answered, ‘not a sign of him.’”
“Oh, darling,...
#love
#romantic
#dreams #crush
#dreams #crush
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Naughty Mathematics
#lust
#erotic
#crush
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The Note.
Michael.
I wait for my train as another rushes by causing a draft. The platform is bustling with dozens of people rushing about their business on this dull Monday morning. In over an hour I’ll be back behind my desk for the first time in several weeks, and I’m looking forward to getting buried under a backlog of paperwork to keep me distracted.
Moving on is proving to be harder than I anticipated after burying my late wife, but I simply can’t sit around and allow the weight of her loss to slowly crush me. Being on this platform isn’t helping. This is where we met...
I wait for my train as another rushes by causing a draft. The platform is bustling with dozens of people rushing about their business on this dull Monday morning. In over an hour I’ll be back behind my desk for the first time in several weeks, and I’m looking forward to getting buried under a backlog of paperwork to keep me distracted.
Moving on is proving to be harder than I anticipated after burying my late wife, but I simply can’t sit around and allow the weight of her loss to slowly crush me. Being on this platform isn’t helping. This is where we met...
#romantic
#FirstLove
#emotional #crush
#emotional #crush
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five minutes of an almost home
There are three things I know: queer bars see more hope than graffiti on highschool walls, hospitals see more prayers than church-bell calls, and airports see truer kisses than wedding halls.
Three things I know to be truer than words, and I know them to be secrets meant to be shared. As I fly back home - is it really home, now that I know what I'm missing? - I wonder what you've seen. What secrets do you hold within those carpeted floors, tucked between corners and security and one last shopping mall? What truths do you take into your core and never let go? What memories did you let us...
Three things I know to be truer than words, and I know them to be secrets meant to be shared. As I fly back home - is it really home, now that I know what I'm missing? - I wonder what you've seen. What secrets do you hold within those carpeted floors, tucked between corners and security and one last shopping mall? What truths do you take into your core and never let go? What memories did you let us...
#ILoveYou
#LGBT
#gratitude #crush
#gratitude #crush
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I Want To Be Where You Are
I feel so unsure whenever I’m without you, but whenever we talk I get butterflies inside that make me float away.
I’m so scared to feel this way because I’ve been hurt so many times by so many different people, but a part of me wants to take a chance on you and see if you are the one for me.
My head says no, but my heart is screaming I want him;
It’s cliche and stupid and trust me I’m tired of myself playing tug of war with my heart, but I just want someone to love and I want to know if you’re the one who can love me and make me feel alive and make me feel safe when no one else...
I’m so scared to feel this way because I’ve been hurt so many times by so many different people, but a part of me wants to take a chance on you and see if you are the one for me.
My head says no, but my heart is screaming I want him;
It’s cliche and stupid and trust me I’m tired of myself playing tug of war with my heart, but I just want someone to love and I want to know if you’re the one who can love me and make me feel alive and make me feel safe when no one else...
#love
#crush
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Spanish Chic & Faux Leather - Rewrite
Spanish Chic & Faux Leather
“What would you like today, Mr. John?”
“What I want isn’t on the menu.”
“You mean me?”
“Actually my order is a combo not listed on the menu.” My heart skips a beat from the misunderstanding that could have made me appear an opportunist.
She limbers up like a Degas Ballerina. Each flex is a gymnopedie played on the Steinway of her body on her closer walk up to me where she faces me with her music to gather my rosebuds. I loosen my silk tie to breathe. Her Pisa leans into full cleavage bloom...
“What would you like today, Mr. John?”
“What I want isn’t on the menu.”
“You mean me?”
“Actually my order is a combo not listed on the menu.” My heart skips a beat from the misunderstanding that could have made me appear an opportunist.
She limbers up like a Degas Ballerina. Each flex is a gymnopedie played on the Steinway of her body on her closer walk up to me where she faces me with her music to gather my rosebuds. I loosen my silk tie to breathe. Her Pisa leans into full cleavage bloom...
#love
#romantic
#crush
#sexy
#erotic
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To the Next Person that I'll fall in love with
To the Next Person that I'll fall in love with
I apologize my love, but i don't ever want to be your Universe. Although, I want to be a part of it, even a tiny spec of your universe. In the vastness of your own cosmos, I don’t want and will never will, to be the sun that you make center of your life. I don’t want to be that axis that you’ll revolve solely to.
My love, you and I are an existence of differences. Before our worlds even collided, we had our lives ahead of us. And losing ourselves is something that I don’t want us to experience during the...
I apologize my love, but i don't ever want to be your Universe. Although, I want to be a part of it, even a tiny spec of your universe. In the vastness of your own cosmos, I don’t want and will never will, to be the sun that you make center of your life. I don’t want to be that axis that you’ll revolve solely to.
My love, you and I are an existence of differences. Before our worlds even collided, we had our lives ahead of us. And losing ourselves is something that I don’t want us to experience during the...
#honesty
#FallingInLove
#support
#admiration
#crush
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CRUSH (chapter 1.) Ferris Wheel
He's seen her before.
She lives in that pretty brick
2 story house on the corner of his street.
When Eric was riding his bicycle home, after playing Nintendo with Tony after school,
he could see her from the road.
He can't stop long, he doesn't want to hear his mom yelling at him that he's out past his curfew again.
"Just 30 seconds", he thinks to himself.
Watching her from behind an old oak tree,
staring out her bedroom window,
brushing out her long golden locks.
He could hear her singing, Foreigner's new release, ...
She lives in that pretty brick
2 story house on the corner of his street.
When Eric was riding his bicycle home, after playing Nintendo with Tony after school,
he could see her from the road.
He can't stop long, he doesn't want to hear his mom yelling at him that he's out past his curfew again.
"Just 30 seconds", he thinks to himself.
Watching her from behind an old oak tree,
staring out her bedroom window,
brushing out her long golden locks.
He could hear her singing, Foreigner's new release, ...
#ShortStory
#crush
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Wishlist (2011)
Things don't appear the way they seem
I think I'm in a dream
Blended oh so perfectly
Like peaches and cream
So blinding white just like a beam
I'm seeing the unseen
Yeah
I think this is a dream
Coz baby you enchanted me
The moment you walked into my life
You changed me into a better person
Took away my vices and strife
I really have this deep seeded need
To make you become my wife
What would it take for me to be that man in your life?
See this here is the thing
Baby I'm not playing with...
I think I'm in a dream
Blended oh so perfectly
Like peaches and cream
So blinding white just like a beam
I'm seeing the unseen
Yeah
I think this is a dream
Coz baby you enchanted me
The moment you walked into my life
You changed me into a better person
Took away my vices and strife
I really have this deep seeded need
To make you become my wife
What would it take for me to be that man in your life?
See this here is the thing
Baby I'm not playing with...
#love
#crush
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BEAUTIFUL TEARS THIS NIGHT
I know you have a crush on me...
I could always see
the way you would tickle me crazily
The way you listened as you stared attentively
The way you kept waiting patiently
Times I needed help with my things so heavy
You made sure my arms were left freely
When I cried from some ludicrous fight
You smiled and said Beautiful tears this night...
Frankly, that made me smile very bright...
As I can grasp the clue and all rings a bell...
My eyes gleam now as every time I see you
And I know and you know...
I could always see
the way you would tickle me crazily
The way you listened as you stared attentively
The way you kept waiting patiently
Times I needed help with my things so heavy
You made sure my arms were left freely
When I cried from some ludicrous fight
You smiled and said Beautiful tears this night...
Frankly, that made me smile very bright...
As I can grasp the clue and all rings a bell...
My eyes gleam now as every time I see you
And I know and you know...
#BestFriend
#beauty
#ValentinesDay
#FallingInLove
#crush
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Shyness Boy ~ (lonely hearts pt.2)
Don’t you know?
If I became your supergirl,
I’d take one little peek inside your heart,
Just so I’d know.
Even though,
I glance beneath the classroom lights,
I’d take one little leap to pull you near,
As if no one will know.
You are my shyness boy
That I’ve hid from this world
But this time, I wanna try.
Takin’ a chance in my life,
To tell you somethin’ real,
Oh somehow, it’s true...
I’m fallin’ in love~
*instrumental*
Don’t you know,
My little spark had found you then? ...
If I became your supergirl,
I’d take one little peek inside your heart,
Just so I’d know.
Even though,
I glance beneath the classroom lights,
I’d take one little leap to pull you near,
As if no one will know.
You are my shyness boy
That I’ve hid from this world
But this time, I wanna try.
Takin’ a chance in my life,
To tell you somethin’ real,
Oh somehow, it’s true...
I’m fallin’ in love~
*instrumental*
Don’t you know,
My little spark had found you then? ...
#FallingInLove
#crush
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DU Poetry : Long Poems About a Crush