Poems About Dating Published by Members Recently Online
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Poems about dating published by members recently online.
sgtvasquezg
G. Vasquez
G. Vasquez
Poem Published
10th Nov 2024 3:58am
10th Nov 2024 3:58am
Changes
I shuttered my eyes and plugged my ears.
Even in touch did I not venture to feel.
I froze my heart and barricaded my fears.
Just so that there would be no more tears.
I took a chance and let you near.
You gave me life and made it clear.
Now I wonder where do we go from here.
Just give me direction which way to steer.
Even in touch did I not venture to feel.
I froze my heart and barricaded my fears.
Just so that there would be no more tears.
I took a chance and let you near.
You gave me life and made it clear.
Now I wonder where do we go from here.
Just give me direction which way to steer.
#crush
#dating
#FallingInLove
#LookingForLove
#love
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sgtvasquezg
G. Vasquez
G. Vasquez
Poem Published
10th Nov 2024 3:58am
10th Nov 2024 3:58am
Changes
I shuttered my eyes and plugged my ears.
Even in touch did I not venture to feel.
I froze my heart and barricaded my fears.
Just so that there would be no more tears.
I took a chance and let you near.
You gave me life and made it clear.
Now I wonder where do we go from here.
Just give me direction which way to steer.
Even in touch did I not venture to feel.
I froze my heart and barricaded my fears.
Just so that there would be no more tears.
I took a chance and let you near.
You gave me life and made it clear.
Now I wonder where do we go from here.
Just give me direction which way to steer.
#crush
#dating
#FallingInLove
#LookingForLove
#love
160 reads
0 Comments
sgtvasquezg
G. Vasquez
G. Vasquez
Poem Published
10th Nov 2024 3:58am
10th Nov 2024 3:58am
Changes
I shuttered my eyes and plugged my ears.
Even in touch did I not venture to feel.
I froze my heart and barricaded my fears.
Just so that there would be no more tears.
I took a chance and let you near.
You gave me life and made it clear.
Now I wonder where do we go from here.
Just give me direction which way to steer.
Even in touch did I not venture to feel.
I froze my heart and barricaded my fears.
Just so that there would be no more tears.
I took a chance and let you near.
You gave me life and made it clear.
Now I wonder where do we go from here.
Just give me direction which way to steer.
#crush
#dating
#FallingInLove
#LookingForLove
#love
160 reads
0 Comments
sgtvasquezg
G. Vasquez
G. Vasquez
Poem Published
10th Nov 2024 3:58am
10th Nov 2024 3:58am
Changes
I shuttered my eyes and plugged my ears.
Even in touch did I not venture to feel.
I froze my heart and barricaded my fears.
Just so that there would be no more tears.
I took a chance and let you near.
You gave me life and made it clear.
Now I wonder where do we go from here.
Just give me direction which way to steer.
Even in touch did I not venture to feel.
I froze my heart and barricaded my fears.
Just so that there would be no more tears.
I took a chance and let you near.
You gave me life and made it clear.
Now I wonder where do we go from here.
Just give me direction which way to steer.
#crush
#dating
#FallingInLove
#LookingForLove
#love
160 reads
0 Comments
sgtvasquezg
G. Vasquez
G. Vasquez
Poem Published
10th Nov 2024 3:58am
10th Nov 2024 3:58am
Changes
I shuttered my eyes and plugged my ears.
Even in touch did I not venture to feel.
I froze my heart and barricaded my fears.
Just so that there would be no more tears.
I took a chance and let you near.
You gave me life and made it clear.
Now I wonder where do we go from here.
Just give me direction which way to steer.
Even in touch did I not venture to feel.
I froze my heart and barricaded my fears.
Just so that there would be no more tears.
I took a chance and let you near.
You gave me life and made it clear.
Now I wonder where do we go from here.
Just give me direction which way to steer.
#crush
#dating
#FallingInLove
#LookingForLove
#love
160 reads
0 Comments
buddhakitty
Poem Published
13th Sep 2021 7:23am
13th Sep 2021 7:23am
the art of forgetting
couldn't sleep.
chain smoking
Lucky Strikes.
reflecting on
the day.
sitting next to
you at the coffee
shop,
you, showing
pictures of:
sunsets,
sunrises,
storms.
me, sitting so
close to you.
all I could
notice was
the sent of
your hair,
the butterfly
tattoo on your
left shoulder.
God!
who are you
that you can
make me
forget
art.
chain smoking
Lucky Strikes.
reflecting on
the day.
sitting next to
you at the coffee
shop,
you, showing
pictures of:
sunsets,
sunrises,
storms.
me, sitting so
close to you.
all I could
notice was
the sent of
your hair,
the butterfly
tattoo on your
left shoulder.
God!
who are you
that you can
make me
forget
art.
#dating
308 reads
10 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
7th Mar 2024 3:47am
7th Mar 2024 3:47am
Rowena O’Riordan
Rowena O’Riordan
1
Her heart is a glass of haunted roses. Weatherworn Ellis Island faces rise like Lazarus from family memory books. Ours is the immigrant waltz learned from grandparents who danced on the shores of America upon arrival.
Spring in Natchez, Mississippi is pollen blown on the honeysuckle breeze like the nectar of Aphrodite. Sassafras scents the morning light on a dandelion lane past the bird sanctuary owned by the surgeon down the road until he walked Brightwood Street with his bewildered...
1
Her heart is a glass of haunted roses. Weatherworn Ellis Island faces rise like Lazarus from family memory books. Ours is the immigrant waltz learned from grandparents who danced on the shores of America upon arrival.
Spring in Natchez, Mississippi is pollen blown on the honeysuckle breeze like the nectar of Aphrodite. Sassafras scents the morning light on a dandelion lane past the bird sanctuary owned by the surgeon down the road until he walked Brightwood Street with his bewildered...
#women
#teens
#myself
#FallingInLove
#dating
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goldenmyst
Poem Published
7th Mar 2024 3:47am
7th Mar 2024 3:47am
Rowena O’Riordan
Rowena O’Riordan
1
Her heart is a glass of haunted roses. Weatherworn Ellis Island faces rise like Lazarus from family memory books. Ours is the immigrant waltz learned from grandparents who danced on the shores of America upon arrival.
Spring in Natchez, Mississippi is pollen blown on the honeysuckle breeze like the nectar of Aphrodite. Sassafras scents the morning light on a dandelion lane past the bird sanctuary owned by the surgeon down the road until he walked Brightwood Street with his bewildered...
1
Her heart is a glass of haunted roses. Weatherworn Ellis Island faces rise like Lazarus from family memory books. Ours is the immigrant waltz learned from grandparents who danced on the shores of America upon arrival.
Spring in Natchez, Mississippi is pollen blown on the honeysuckle breeze like the nectar of Aphrodite. Sassafras scents the morning light on a dandelion lane past the bird sanctuary owned by the surgeon down the road until he walked Brightwood Street with his bewildered...
#women
#teens
#myself
#FallingInLove
#dating
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goldenmyst
Poem Published
7th Mar 2024 3:47am
7th Mar 2024 3:47am
Rowena O’Riordan
Rowena O’Riordan
1
Her heart is a glass of haunted roses. Weatherworn Ellis Island faces rise like Lazarus from family memory books. Ours is the immigrant waltz learned from grandparents who danced on the shores of America upon arrival.
Spring in Natchez, Mississippi is pollen blown on the honeysuckle breeze like the nectar of Aphrodite. Sassafras scents the morning light on a dandelion lane past the bird sanctuary owned by the surgeon down the road until he walked Brightwood Street with his bewildered...
1
Her heart is a glass of haunted roses. Weatherworn Ellis Island faces rise like Lazarus from family memory books. Ours is the immigrant waltz learned from grandparents who danced on the shores of America upon arrival.
Spring in Natchez, Mississippi is pollen blown on the honeysuckle breeze like the nectar of Aphrodite. Sassafras scents the morning light on a dandelion lane past the bird sanctuary owned by the surgeon down the road until he walked Brightwood Street with his bewildered...
#women
#teens
#myself
#FallingInLove
#dating
163 reads
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goldenmyst
Poem Published
7th Mar 2024 3:47am
7th Mar 2024 3:47am
Rowena O’Riordan
Rowena O’Riordan
1
Her heart is a glass of haunted roses. Weatherworn Ellis Island faces rise like Lazarus from family memory books. Ours is the immigrant waltz learned from grandparents who danced on the shores of America upon arrival.
Spring in Natchez, Mississippi is pollen blown on the honeysuckle breeze like the nectar of Aphrodite. Sassafras scents the morning light on a dandelion lane past the bird sanctuary owned by the surgeon down the road until he walked Brightwood Street with his bewildered...
1
Her heart is a glass of haunted roses. Weatherworn Ellis Island faces rise like Lazarus from family memory books. Ours is the immigrant waltz learned from grandparents who danced on the shores of America upon arrival.
Spring in Natchez, Mississippi is pollen blown on the honeysuckle breeze like the nectar of Aphrodite. Sassafras scents the morning light on a dandelion lane past the bird sanctuary owned by the surgeon down the road until he walked Brightwood Street with his bewildered...
#women
#teens
#myself
#FallingInLove
#dating
163 reads
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goldenmyst
Poem Published
7th Mar 2024 3:47am
7th Mar 2024 3:47am
Rowena O’Riordan
Rowena O’Riordan
1
Her heart is a glass of haunted roses. Weatherworn Ellis Island faces rise like Lazarus from family memory books. Ours is the immigrant waltz learned from grandparents who danced on the shores of America upon arrival.
Spring in Natchez, Mississippi is pollen blown on the honeysuckle breeze like the nectar of Aphrodite. Sassafras scents the morning light on a dandelion lane past the bird sanctuary owned by the surgeon down the road until he walked Brightwood Street with his bewildered...
1
Her heart is a glass of haunted roses. Weatherworn Ellis Island faces rise like Lazarus from family memory books. Ours is the immigrant waltz learned from grandparents who danced on the shores of America upon arrival.
Spring in Natchez, Mississippi is pollen blown on the honeysuckle breeze like the nectar of Aphrodite. Sassafras scents the morning light on a dandelion lane past the bird sanctuary owned by the surgeon down the road until he walked Brightwood Street with his bewildered...
#women
#teens
#myself
#FallingInLove
#dating
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I_IS_ME
Poem Published
29th Nov 2022 12:34pm
29th Nov 2022 12:34pm
First Date
To have tried so many times
To satisfy both your heart and mind
And for every time to had been wrong
You feel as if I'm the same old song
Instead of feeling the pains of new found love
The kind displayed by someone sacrificing the great above
And all the promises that it has been made
I'm totally satisfied to die in your shade
The first signs of love is unselfish truth
Looking no farther than our hearts for the proof
Never daring to ever compare
For what's in the past let it remain there
But everyone...
To satisfy both your heart and mind
And for every time to had been wrong
You feel as if I'm the same old song
Instead of feeling the pains of new found love
The kind displayed by someone sacrificing the great above
And all the promises that it has been made
I'm totally satisfied to die in your shade
The first signs of love is unselfish truth
Looking no farther than our hearts for the proof
Never daring to ever compare
For what's in the past let it remain there
But everyone...
#FallingInLove
#dating
#crush #LookingForLove
#crush #LookingForLove
463 reads
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DU Poetry : Poems About Dating Published by Members Recently Online
