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.
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love songs make me think of you
Love songs make me think of you
but I'd rather keep these lines blurry
though trading tunes might be
our generations version
of a mix tape you pass to a crush
with a blush and bold smile
let's just pretend like the love songs
we send aren't for each other
cause maybe they're not
and I'm just reading too deeply
between these lines
I'm half aching to cross
I think maybe we go back too far
hold the history of a lifetime
in our souls
and it doesn't change
the lives we've chosen
and how our...
but I'd rather keep these lines blurry
though trading tunes might be
our generations version
of a mix tape you pass to a crush
with a blush and bold smile
let's just pretend like the love songs
we send aren't for each other
cause maybe they're not
and I'm just reading too deeply
between these lines
I'm half aching to cross
I think maybe we go back too far
hold the history of a lifetime
in our souls
and it doesn't change
the lives we've chosen
and how our...
#crush
#love
#UnrequitedLove
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Candlelight And Secrets
I hate the morning birdsong
for that brings the dawn
and unwanted sun
i'm begging
don't let the night end
or the dreams of you die
give me the dark
where our secrets thrive
only light I wish to see
is candlelight....
and you
for that brings the dawn
and unwanted sun
i'm begging
don't let the night end
or the dreams of you die
give me the dark
where our secrets thrive
only light I wish to see
is candlelight....
and you
#crush
#love
#UnrequitedLove
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Color wheel
You are so unlike me.
You are ripe pomegranate,
Sharp lines and soft whispers.
Burning candles and fresh roses.
You speak with fire behind your words,
You are seared into my skin.
You are the ache in my lungs,
Sweet strawberries and the unshed tears in my eyes.
You are sweltering heat,
The scuffs on old furniture,
The voice I hear in the silence of midnight.
You are the door that never opens,
The heart that’s never closed.
You are a rich brilliant red,
So unlike my...
You are ripe pomegranate,
Sharp lines and soft whispers.
Burning candles and fresh roses.
You speak with fire behind your words,
You are seared into my skin.
You are the ache in my lungs,
Sweet strawberries and the unshed tears in my eyes.
You are sweltering heat,
The scuffs on old furniture,
The voice I hear in the silence of midnight.
You are the door that never opens,
The heart that’s never closed.
You are a rich brilliant red,
So unlike my...
#crush
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Rhythm of My Being"
pulsating in veins
thundering deep in my heart
you're simply my soul
thundering deep in my heart
you're simply my soul
#crush
#love
#UnrequitedLove
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Night Fever
This party is too much for me
So I step out to the night
At the edge of the moonlit lake
I see your perfect silhouette
You shift your eyes upon me
In your hand a lightened cigarette
That your tender fingers grasp
With such a raw delicacy
Both our spirits under the influence
Thus I feel no fear or hesitation
As I let myself slip down beside you
My hand reaching out for your cigar
Speaking about anything
Laughing about everything
We lie down on the warm grass
Hand in hand, shoulder to...
So I step out to the night
At the edge of the moonlit lake
I see your perfect silhouette
You shift your eyes upon me
In your hand a lightened cigarette
That your tender fingers grasp
With such a raw delicacy
Both our spirits under the influence
Thus I feel no fear or hesitation
As I let myself slip down beside you
My hand reaching out for your cigar
Speaking about anything
Laughing about everything
We lie down on the warm grass
Hand in hand, shoulder to...
#crush
#FallingInLove
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Invisibility And Madness Of Unrequitted Love
in the world
of fallen leafs
trying to lose
the madness of love
alone with my
heart's fragility
often touched
with infatuation
living in a cursed
existence of unrequitted love
feeling constantly
invisible
love is simply
not mine to have
an elusive butrerfly
that's seen never caught
i live with dreams
that often lay in darkness
of fallen leafs
trying to lose
the madness of love
alone with my
heart's fragility
often touched
with infatuation
living in a cursed
existence of unrequitted love
feeling constantly
invisible
love is simply
not mine to have
an elusive butrerfly
that's seen never caught
i live with dreams
that often lay in darkness
#crush
#love
#UnrequitedLove
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Sweet Dreams
In the quiet solitude with only myself and my thoughts they drift to you, like leaves twisting in glee as they dance with the breeze or raindrops that found there window panes with a pitter pattering . In the echoes of silence I hear you as if a pin dropped and you burst into a reverberating sound at the back of my mind and sliding with a beat to the crevices of just between my breast bone . I feel the ache of wanting but not knowing how to take as the day breaks .
In the darkness and security of not being seen the night wraps around me as a cosy blanket and I see you when I...
In the darkness and security of not being seen the night wraps around me as a cosy blanket and I see you when I...
#admiration
#crush
#FirstLove
#obsession
#romantic
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Chesapeake Bay
I started this note
somewhere in the middle
of Chesapeake Bay…staggering
upper deck on a ferry named FANTASY,
floating towards Foreverville.
Your arms surrounded me
like a memory,
chestnut hair wildly dispersed,
September chill on sky-mist stationary,
your tongue on the crease
of my sticky envelope,
tendrils of curls crossing the t’s,
dotting the eyes…
When you set yourself to reading,
be apprised that the ink is still wet;
the paper is thin as lingerie lace,
and because you are beautiful,
the...
somewhere in the middle
of Chesapeake Bay…staggering
upper deck on a ferry named FANTASY,
floating towards Foreverville.
Your arms surrounded me
like a memory,
chestnut hair wildly dispersed,
September chill on sky-mist stationary,
your tongue on the crease
of my sticky envelope,
tendrils of curls crossing the t’s,
dotting the eyes…
When you set yourself to reading,
be apprised that the ink is still wet;
the paper is thin as lingerie lace,
and because you are beautiful,
the...
#boyfriend
#crush
#FallingInLove
#relationships
#romantic
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Secrets
I know where beauty's secrets lie.
We dance to whispers in her bed.
Dismiss, resist the fears that I
might be misled.
I know where beauty's secrets fly
with fairy wings around my head.
And in the sky, we wave goodbyes
like newlyweds.
I know why beauty's secrets cry.
She seals them up when she instead
should loose the thread that keeps them tied
to senseless dread.
And to her secrets I reply,
my heart has burst from what you've said.
The pieces rise like butterflies
that I have bled.
We dance to whispers in her bed.
Dismiss, resist the fears that I
might be misled.
I know where beauty's secrets fly
with fairy wings around my head.
And in the sky, we wave goodbyes
like newlyweds.
I know why beauty's secrets cry.
She seals them up when she instead
should loose the thread that keeps them tied
to senseless dread.
And to her secrets I reply,
my heart has burst from what you've said.
The pieces rise like butterflies
that I have bled.
#crush
#FallingInLove
#ForbiddenLove
#obsession
#romantic
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GLOCKENSPIEL
I never knew that a touch of a hand could make your body feel that it’s been reborn as your hand caresses my cheek. I feel you in the callouses, this hand has worked hard for his keep, my whole-body shivers at your touch.
I feel a charge of electricity, it’s strikes me, just like the hours of a clock. In this present moment I have never felt more alive in my life. I know I will never be able to forget that feeling and my eyes are wide eyed totally dumb founded that I cannot speak but I promise you I am not on crack .
How can your hand, your touch, make me feel...
I feel a charge of electricity, it’s strikes me, just like the hours of a clock. In this present moment I have never felt more alive in my life. I know I will never be able to forget that feeling and my eyes are wide eyed totally dumb founded that I cannot speak but I promise you I am not on crack .
How can your hand, your touch, make me feel...
#crush
#FallingInLove
#love
#obsession
#romantic
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Of All I Can Never Have
#crush
#lust
#passion
#prose
#sex
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What’s the conversation.
Your eyes have me mesmerised, I feel like I have dropped into the depths of the bluest ocean. Seeing everything it has to offer for the first time.
When you smile your eyes light up just as the moon does in the darkness. You attract and I can’t help but stare and get lost in your eyes and wonder what’s behind them. You on the inside I just can’t work out this equation.
So, I remain silent in admiration, eyes that speak a thousand words without a single syllable. A silent language, conveyed by oval shaped sapphires and framed with black sweeping eye lashes. I imagine...
When you smile your eyes light up just as the moon does in the darkness. You attract and I can’t help but stare and get lost in your eyes and wonder what’s behind them. You on the inside I just can’t work out this equation.
So, I remain silent in admiration, eyes that speak a thousand words without a single syllable. A silent language, conveyed by oval shaped sapphires and framed with black sweeping eye lashes. I imagine...
#admiration
#crush
#FallingInLove
#happiness
#obsession
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