Poems About Dating Published by Members Recently Online
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Poems about dating published by members recently online.
BaldyBrown
Poem Published
31st Oct 2024 8:52am
31st Oct 2024 8:52am
Sordid and Sacred
In my waking dreams I see a lady walking with me in the wind
and I with her. We are the same in essence, different in function.
I'm on this road to find out whether she walks among us, or elsewhere
and what makes her the same as me. Sordid and sacred.
The wind may twist her stiff straight swarthy hair
but love spins all things round right.
Is there a lady going this way, brave enough to do her heart’s bidding
not gazing into the social mirror nor counting its reflection dearer, unwitting?
Point us in the direction of where the...
and I with her. We are the same in essence, different in function.
I'm on this road to find out whether she walks among us, or elsewhere
and what makes her the same as me. Sordid and sacred.
The wind may twist her stiff straight swarthy hair
but love spins all things round right.
Is there a lady going this way, brave enough to do her heart’s bidding
not gazing into the social mirror nor counting its reflection dearer, unwitting?
Point us in the direction of where the...
#dating
#hope
#LookingForLove
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Nizana
Lauryn
Lauryn
Poem Published
20th Apr 2024 2:50pm
20th Apr 2024 2:50pm
My Mental Case Friend
He said goodbye, I don’t love you my dear,"
After only one fuck. He was so sincere.
So, off I go, with other chaps in sight,
We’d better hurry or we’ll miss our flight.
Fear not good sir, I find you swell,
In your presence, my heart will swell.
By the second date, I’ll be inclined
To fuck you at least a couple of times.
Patience, my dear, is a virtue rare,
My tangled heart does love to snare.
So, if you're willing to dance with me,
This mental case is worth the fee.
Please click send, if you're up...
After only one fuck. He was so sincere.
So, off I go, with other chaps in sight,
We’d better hurry or we’ll miss our flight.
Fear not good sir, I find you swell,
In your presence, my heart will swell.
By the second date, I’ll be inclined
To fuck you at least a couple of times.
Patience, my dear, is a virtue rare,
My tangled heart does love to snare.
So, if you're willing to dance with me,
This mental case is worth the fee.
Please click send, if you're up...
#dating
#MentalHealth
#sex
286 reads
3 Comments
Nizana
Lauryn
Lauryn
Poem Published
20th Apr 2024 2:50pm
20th Apr 2024 2:50pm
My Mental Case Friend
He said goodbye, I don’t love you my dear,"
After only one fuck. He was so sincere.
So, off I go, with other chaps in sight,
We’d better hurry or we’ll miss our flight.
Fear not good sir, I find you swell,
In your presence, my heart will swell.
By the second date, I’ll be inclined
To fuck you at least a couple of times.
Patience, my dear, is a virtue rare,
My tangled heart does love to snare.
So, if you're willing to dance with me,
This mental case is worth the fee.
Please click send, if you're up...
After only one fuck. He was so sincere.
So, off I go, with other chaps in sight,
We’d better hurry or we’ll miss our flight.
Fear not good sir, I find you swell,
In your presence, my heart will swell.
By the second date, I’ll be inclined
To fuck you at least a couple of times.
Patience, my dear, is a virtue rare,
My tangled heart does love to snare.
So, if you're willing to dance with me,
This mental case is worth the fee.
Please click send, if you're up...
#dating
#MentalHealth
#sex
286 reads
3 Comments
Nizana
Lauryn
Lauryn
Poem Published
20th Apr 2024 2:50pm
20th Apr 2024 2:50pm
My Mental Case Friend
He said goodbye, I don’t love you my dear,"
After only one fuck. He was so sincere.
So, off I go, with other chaps in sight,
We’d better hurry or we’ll miss our flight.
Fear not good sir, I find you swell,
In your presence, my heart will swell.
By the second date, I’ll be inclined
To fuck you at least a couple of times.
Patience, my dear, is a virtue rare,
My tangled heart does love to snare.
So, if you're willing to dance with me,
This mental case is worth the fee.
Please click send, if you're up...
After only one fuck. He was so sincere.
So, off I go, with other chaps in sight,
We’d better hurry or we’ll miss our flight.
Fear not good sir, I find you swell,
In your presence, my heart will swell.
By the second date, I’ll be inclined
To fuck you at least a couple of times.
Patience, my dear, is a virtue rare,
My tangled heart does love to snare.
So, if you're willing to dance with me,
This mental case is worth the fee.
Please click send, if you're up...
#dating
#MentalHealth
#sex
286 reads
3 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
176 reads
0 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
176 reads
0 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
176 reads
0 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
176 reads
0 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
176 reads
0 Comments
Drieks
Poem Published
5th Apr 2021 2:13am
5th Apr 2021 2:13am
At first sight
No stress.
Stressed out nonetheless.
Avoid eye contact.
Give my mind a rest.
Feeling blessed.
Blood rushing through my veins.
Do I excel or fail this test.
Problematic maths keep matters compressed.
Feeling less.
Less than I thought I’d feel I guess.
My mind’s a bad place right now.
My body’s in exquisite shape somehow.
Since I met you, I learned things I’d like to be led to.
Things that’ll take my mind of the cries she sings.
Things that’ll make me feel right...
Stressed out nonetheless.
Avoid eye contact.
Give my mind a rest.
Feeling blessed.
Blood rushing through my veins.
Do I excel or fail this test.
Problematic maths keep matters compressed.
Feeling less.
Less than I thought I’d feel I guess.
My mind’s a bad place right now.
My body’s in exquisite shape somehow.
Since I met you, I learned things I’d like to be led to.
Things that’ll take my mind of the cries she sings.
Things that’ll make me feel right...
#love
#FallingInLove
#dating #crush
#dating #crush
588 reads
6 Comments
Drieks
Poem Published
5th Apr 2021 2:13am
5th Apr 2021 2:13am
At first sight
No stress.
Stressed out nonetheless.
Avoid eye contact.
Give my mind a rest.
Feeling blessed.
Blood rushing through my veins.
Do I excel or fail this test.
Problematic maths keep matters compressed.
Feeling less.
Less than I thought I’d feel I guess.
My mind’s a bad place right now.
My body’s in exquisite shape somehow.
Since I met you, I learned things I’d like to be led to.
Things that’ll take my mind of the cries she sings.
Things that’ll make me feel right...
Stressed out nonetheless.
Avoid eye contact.
Give my mind a rest.
Feeling blessed.
Blood rushing through my veins.
Do I excel or fail this test.
Problematic maths keep matters compressed.
Feeling less.
Less than I thought I’d feel I guess.
My mind’s a bad place right now.
My body’s in exquisite shape somehow.
Since I met you, I learned things I’d like to be led to.
Things that’ll take my mind of the cries she sings.
Things that’ll make me feel right...
#love
#FallingInLove
#dating #crush
#dating #crush
588 reads
6 Comments
Drieks
Poem Published
5th Apr 2021 2:13am
5th Apr 2021 2:13am
At first sight
No stress.
Stressed out nonetheless.
Avoid eye contact.
Give my mind a rest.
Feeling blessed.
Blood rushing through my veins.
Do I excel or fail this test.
Problematic maths keep matters compressed.
Feeling less.
Less than I thought I’d feel I guess.
My mind’s a bad place right now.
My body’s in exquisite shape somehow.
Since I met you, I learned things I’d like to be led to.
Things that’ll take my mind of the cries she sings.
Things that’ll make me feel right...
Stressed out nonetheless.
Avoid eye contact.
Give my mind a rest.
Feeling blessed.
Blood rushing through my veins.
Do I excel or fail this test.
Problematic maths keep matters compressed.
Feeling less.
Less than I thought I’d feel I guess.
My mind’s a bad place right now.
My body’s in exquisite shape somehow.
Since I met you, I learned things I’d like to be led to.
Things that’ll take my mind of the cries she sings.
Things that’ll make me feel right...
#love
#FallingInLove
#dating #crush
#dating #crush
588 reads
6 Comments
DU Poetry : Poems About Dating Published by Members Recently Online
