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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Sweet Tooth
I never considered myself as having a sweet tooth
if my coffee is too sweet
I pour it out
if the frosting of a cake is too sweet
I push it aside
Even if the fruit is too ripe
I will not take a bite
Then you came along my views changed
My thoughts converted to all sorts of delectable delights
I wondered how your lips would taste
After you ate that grape
How your skin would taste
With that shimmery hue
Making me wonder if it tastes like...
if my coffee is too sweet
I pour it out
if the frosting of a cake is too sweet
I push it aside
Even if the fruit is too ripe
I will not take a bite
Then you came along my views changed
My thoughts converted to all sorts of delectable delights
I wondered how your lips would taste
After you ate that grape
How your skin would taste
With that shimmery hue
Making me wonder if it tastes like...
#admiration
#crush
#romantic
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Gone
When will I finally forget you?
I can't stop myself from seeing your face
Everytime I close my eyes
Every wrinkle that appears when you smile
I want to let my fingers run over your body
Learning and memorizing every trace
I want your eyes to follow only me
I want to be the only person you look for
I want to see you first thing in the morning
When my eyes flutter open to meet yours
I want to kiss your lips like they're mine
And make you utter noises that are so fine
So now that you aren't here anymore ...
I can't stop myself from seeing your face
Everytime I close my eyes
Every wrinkle that appears when you smile
I want to let my fingers run over your body
Learning and memorizing every trace
I want your eyes to follow only me
I want to be the only person you look for
I want to see you first thing in the morning
When my eyes flutter open to meet yours
I want to kiss your lips like they're mine
And make you utter noises that are so fine
So now that you aren't here anymore ...
#crush
#FallingInLove
#MovingOn
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Nice Guy Chronicles VIII
It was the new year
Holiday season was over
And everyone had to go back home
I enjoyed my time away
It was great to explore a new area
However coming back I knew what I had to do
She had been on my mind all the time
It did also help that we always kept in touch
Now here's the crazy part
I started to have a hunch that
she actually liked me in a romantic manner
Not out of the blue
But since we were young
I've always been a bit oblivious
to people liking me
which has lead me to some funny...
Holiday season was over
And everyone had to go back home
I enjoyed my time away
It was great to explore a new area
However coming back I knew what I had to do
She had been on my mind all the time
It did also help that we always kept in touch
Now here's the crazy part
I started to have a hunch that
she actually liked me in a romantic manner
Not out of the blue
But since we were young
I've always been a bit oblivious
to people liking me
which has lead me to some funny...
#crush
#FirstLove
#heartbroken
#rejection
#UnrequitedLove
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Jessy, My Unstoppable Desire
Jessy stands with beauty untamed,
In lace so fine, her body framed.
Her curves, they tease, her hips so tight,
A vision that haunts my dreams at night.
In that white lace, she’s hard to resist,
My thoughts get lost in every twist.
Her breasts, her thighs, her perfect line,
Jessy, you’re a fantasy of mine.
And when I see you, facing that wall,
Bare skin glowing, standing tall.
Your ass so round, your back so bare,
Jessy, I can’t help but stare.
Your look is fierce, but lips so soft,
A sight that sends my mind...
In lace so fine, her body framed.
Her curves, they tease, her hips so tight,
A vision that haunts my dreams at night.
In that white lace, she’s hard to resist,
My thoughts get lost in every twist.
Her breasts, her thighs, her perfect line,
Jessy, you’re a fantasy of mine.
And when I see you, facing that wall,
Bare skin glowing, standing tall.
Your ass so round, your back so bare,
Jessy, I can’t help but stare.
Your look is fierce, but lips so soft,
A sight that sends my mind...
#admiration
#beauty
#crush
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He Loved Me, He Loved Me Not: How does she not believe she's perfect?
Alia Lynch was full of obscenities. After being hit with the non-people pleasing serum, more and more was coming out that JR4 found a lot to handle.
But yet here she was, with that innocent laugh he knew from 8 years ago. With that innocent smile. And that innocent joy that she still had deep within her.
He had to ask himself as he was staring at her in her white undies and pale green T.
He had to ask himself the question that only his head was allowed to contain. Never aloud could these thoughts be made known to her.
"How could someone who...
But yet here she was, with that innocent laugh he knew from 8 years ago. With that innocent smile. And that innocent joy that she still had deep within her.
He had to ask himself as he was staring at her in her white undies and pale green T.
He had to ask himself the question that only his head was allowed to contain. Never aloud could these thoughts be made known to her.
"How could someone who...
#crush
#FallingInLove
#ForbiddenLove #romantic
#ForbiddenLove #romantic
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Wild Attraction
Tripti, your thighs ignite my gaze,
Your figure sets my heart ablaze.
Boobs so enticing, I yearn to kiss,
Each curve and edge, pure bliss.
That piercing on your stomach, oh how it gleams, In the tapestry of my wildest dreams.
You stir a desire deep and hard,
A primal call I can't disregard.
In your presence, I'm lost, I admit,
Every line of you, a perfect fit.
A fantasy wild, with each flirty glance,
Tripti, in your orbit, I’m given to chance.
Your figure sets my heart ablaze.
Boobs so enticing, I yearn to kiss,
Each curve and edge, pure bliss.
That piercing on your stomach, oh how it gleams, In the tapestry of my wildest dreams.
You stir a desire deep and hard,
A primal call I can't disregard.
In your presence, I'm lost, I admit,
Every line of you, a perfect fit.
A fantasy wild, with each flirty glance,
Tripti, in your orbit, I’m given to chance.
#admiration
#crush
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Nice Guy Chronicles VI
So here I was like a dog with its tail between its legs
I got stood up and there was no changing the scenario
I was walking back home,
I felt numb to say the least
My heart felt heavier with each step
Little did I know who I was about to run into
A boy and a girl were walking towards my direction. They didn't seem to be talking, you'd swear they were two strangers who just so happen to be matching each others pace.
The girl looked familiar and once we noticed each other her face just lit up
There she was
I...
I got stood up and there was no changing the scenario
I was walking back home,
I felt numb to say the least
My heart felt heavier with each step
Little did I know who I was about to run into
A boy and a girl were walking towards my direction. They didn't seem to be talking, you'd swear they were two strangers who just so happen to be matching each others pace.
The girl looked familiar and once we noticed each other her face just lit up
There she was
I...
#crush
#FallingInLove
#FirstLove #kindness
#FirstLove #kindness
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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
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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
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1 Comment
Weeds and thorns
#beauty
#crush
#FallingInLove
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2 Comments
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
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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
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