Crush Poems
#crush
Crush poems, here you'll find poems about infatuation and poetry about having a crush on someone unattainable. Crush poems about love and desire for someone you're not in a relationship with.
.
But …
I’ll never stop
Caring
about you
Even if communication is
just
One line ________
I want a lot
But
Don’t need much
Caring
about you
Even if communication is
just
One line ________
I want a lot
But
Don’t need much
#crush
#love
#lover
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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
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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
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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
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Mirabelle
Well hung from the boughs of our orchard tree
is a ripening crop of golden plums
as fresh and heavenly as when she comes...
unto the juicy knowledge tree with me
to study there what's wholesome, and a treat,
in all manner of manna from above
that lands in the laps of luxury and love
in a nuptial carnality complete
with the redolence of midsummer heat,
like a Degas portrait in thick crayons
crowning brown nipples on bosom bronze,
and lissome legs, ankles, and supple feet,
saucing her succulence to soon subsume...
the weathered...
is a ripening crop of golden plums
as fresh and heavenly as when she comes...
unto the juicy knowledge tree with me
to study there what's wholesome, and a treat,
in all manner of manna from above
that lands in the laps of luxury and love
in a nuptial carnality complete
with the redolence of midsummer heat,
like a Degas portrait in thick crayons
crowning brown nipples on bosom bronze,
and lissome legs, ankles, and supple feet,
saucing her succulence to soon subsume...
the weathered...
#beauty
#crush
#love
#romantic
#wife
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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
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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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I can be me
The world spins violently around me
I've grown accustomed to its chaos
But not with you
With you its calm
I'm calm
Why am I calm?
The roaring noise in my mind is silent
The anger, rage, doubt all silent
How is it so silent?
Amidst the calm and silence
there you are
Always there, breathtakingly there
You see me so clearly
Yet still you love me
Why would you do that?
In this world of your making, I can breathe
I can see, I can feel, I can think
I can be me
...
I've grown accustomed to its chaos
But not with you
With you its calm
I'm calm
Why am I calm?
The roaring noise in my mind is silent
The anger, rage, doubt all silent
How is it so silent?
Amidst the calm and silence
there you are
Always there, breathtakingly there
You see me so clearly
Yet still you love me
Why would you do that?
In this world of your making, I can breathe
I can see, I can feel, I can think
I can be me
...
#crush
#FallingInLove
#happiness
#love
#obsession
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Her
Just the sight of your beautiful smile
Sends warm, fuzzy waves of delight
Throughout my entire being
Cascading over me
Like a cool, fine mist on a hot, summer day
Just receiving a message from you
Sends me into a giddy fit of excitement
Eagerly anticipating your query
Hopefully leading to quality time spent
With you
Just one thought of you
Sends me over the moon
Permitting you to consume my mind
So that I may keep floating blissfully
Like a big, fluffy cloud drifting in the true blue sky
Just hearing...
Sends warm, fuzzy waves of delight
Throughout my entire being
Cascading over me
Like a cool, fine mist on a hot, summer day
Just receiving a message from you
Sends me into a giddy fit of excitement
Eagerly anticipating your query
Hopefully leading to quality time spent
With you
Just one thought of you
Sends me over the moon
Permitting you to consume my mind
So that I may keep floating blissfully
Like a big, fluffy cloud drifting in the true blue sky
Just hearing...
#crush
#FallingInLove
#happiness
#hope
#love
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My love for you
You walk into a room,
and you see the door smack your back
Never once would you believe,
that you now have to leave
Then you fall through the wall,
no escape, as you begin to crawl
You decide there's an easier way,
this is how you're life will change, for you
Some people say that I'm alone... yeah!
They can't understand the reason why...yeah!
When the bell of my heart rings,
I'll know what to sing
That is why I sing to you,
because that I love you
All these feelings I know are true...
and you see the door smack your back
Never once would you believe,
that you now have to leave
Then you fall through the wall,
no escape, as you begin to crawl
You decide there's an easier way,
this is how you're life will change, for you
Some people say that I'm alone... yeah!
They can't understand the reason why...yeah!
When the bell of my heart rings,
I'll know what to sing
That is why I sing to you,
because that I love you
All these feelings I know are true...
#crush
#FallingInLove
#ILoveYou
#love
#romantic
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Ol' Cow Hand (Reupload)

#admiration
#beauty
#crush
#ForbiddenLove
#husband
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it's stoner love, I promise
I rarely let people
see me stoned
but I like this good girl image
paired with the random sick things
I say when the lights are dim
and my body vibrates
to a frequency higher than my inhibitions
His smile fucking kills me
and I want to find out what lies
beneath his careless boho facade
like getting bent over
in the bushes at a hippy drum circle
I want feel the beat of every hit
he can drive into me
in this heightened frenzied ecstasy
I hand him the quarter he came for
but I don't speak...
see me stoned
but I like this good girl image
paired with the random sick things
I say when the lights are dim
and my body vibrates
to a frequency higher than my inhibitions
His smile fucking kills me
and I want to find out what lies
beneath his careless boho facade
like getting bent over
in the bushes at a hippy drum circle
I want feel the beat of every hit
he can drive into me
in this heightened frenzied ecstasy
I hand him the quarter he came for
but I don't speak...
#crush
#ForbiddenLove
#lust
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