Poems About Love Seeking Friendly Advice
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Poems about love seeking friendly advice. Friendly advice and comments have been requested for these poems.
Love and Hate Chapter 6
#erotic
#hate
#love
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O Mighty Orion
#erotic
#love
#stars
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Feathers of Intimacy
In myriads of dreams collecting feathers
and alluring shadows in photographs
soft the whispers flow like rain on a pillow
over brooks and stones in Twilight's eyes
spawning the breath of poetic intimacy
listening to musical strings in potpourri
in myriads of dreams collecting feathers
and alluring shadows in photographs
soft the whispers flow like rain on a pillow
over brooks and stones in Twilight's eyes
spawning the breath of poetic intimacy
listening to musical strings in potpourri
in myriads of dreams collecting feathers
#erotic
#love
#sensual
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Kisses To Mend Shattered Souls
Silent rain drops fell
As they shimmered in
The neon lights,
before vanishing
Into the darkness of night,
We stood close,
under midnight's spell
Cast between the two that had fell
In love with magic and music
Where cartographers scribe,
The maps of their love under watchful eyes of the gods of the past
And beauty of the future
Past pain faded away with
Kisses like sutures.
As they shimmered in
The neon lights,
before vanishing
Into the darkness of night,
We stood close,
under midnight's spell
Cast between the two that had fell
In love with magic and music
Where cartographers scribe,
The maps of their love under watchful eyes of the gods of the past
And beauty of the future
Past pain faded away with
Kisses like sutures.
#hope
#love
#relationships
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ignition is just a spark
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I wonder how many times I reached for the fire
already knowing I was going to get burnt
it's not something I ever acknowledged
...in the moment
like a child with a fistful of candy
I only knew I wanted it
never mind the pain that would be waiting
indulging my longing
...if only to feel alive
because what makes blood pump stronger than love...or passion
always understanding...of course...
though they might come in tandem
...they're not one & the same
but did it register before I leapt into the flame...
I wonder how many times I reached for the fire
already knowing I was going to get burnt
it's not something I ever acknowledged
...in the moment
like a child with a fistful of candy
I only knew I wanted it
never mind the pain that would be waiting
indulging my longing
...if only to feel alive
because what makes blood pump stronger than love...or passion
always understanding...of course...
though they might come in tandem
...they're not one & the same
but did it register before I leapt into the flame...
#confessional
#honesty
#love #NaPoWriMo2024
#love #NaPoWriMo2024
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Love and Hate Chapter 5
#erotic
#hate
#love
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Revelation
I just realized
love does not exist.
It is an illusion,
a dark shadow of a foggy mist.
What we feel
we think is real
is just a dream,
a scar we wait for our hearts to heal.
Fluids we pass
between succulent reds,
making love,
all a pretense to get in our lover’s beds.
For thousands of years
we lived and lied,
making up fairytales
for lovers of lovers who selfishly died.
What do we see
when we think it is the one?
We only see our lives,
passing by the chance of having fun. ...
love does not exist.
It is an illusion,
a dark shadow of a foggy mist.
What we feel
we think is real
is just a dream,
a scar we wait for our hearts to heal.
Fluids we pass
between succulent reds,
making love,
all a pretense to get in our lover’s beds.
For thousands of years
we lived and lied,
making up fairytales
for lovers of lovers who selfishly died.
What do we see
when we think it is the one?
We only see our lives,
passing by the chance of having fun. ...
#love
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Too Good To Be True
She was the hue of twilight in summer,
the hills rolled before her
like the sea before Moses.
The eternal goddess of my soul.
And then,
she spelled Thursday,
with an “F”
the hills rolled before her
like the sea before Moses.
The eternal goddess of my soul.
And then,
she spelled Thursday,
with an “F”
#funny
#love
#regret
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How many
How many
pieces?
How many
parts?
can you
smash open
my heart.
How many
times?
How many
ways?
can you
crack open
my soul.
Before
I break.
Before
I no longer
wish
to love.
Before
I no longer
care.
Thousands?
Millions?
of times?
I stopped
counting.
Like stars
scattered.
Like dust
sprinkled
beneath
your feet.
Stop
I beg you.
Stop
before
my love
stops to ...
pieces?
How many
parts?
can you
smash open
my heart.
How many
times?
How many
ways?
can you
crack open
my soul.
Before
I break.
Before
I no longer
wish
to love.
Before
I no longer
care.
Thousands?
Millions?
of times?
I stopped
counting.
Like stars
scattered.
Like dust
sprinkled
beneath
your feet.
Stop
I beg you.
Stop
before
my love
stops to ...
#love
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Love and Hate Chapter 4
#erotic
#hate
#love
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Breathless
I can sincerely say
I am helpless
in your gravity
laying naked in the bosom of your vernacular
blissfully fragmenting into
velvet tones that flow
over my bones
like silk on glass
(there are no more barriers
for you to traverse)
autumn skin
fires my imagination
in unfathomable ways
where I watch entire galaxies
fall silent, perchance to observe
those words
leave
your
lips
I was not prepared;
Undulating waves of adoration that
bathe my spirit in...
I am helpless
in your gravity
laying naked in the bosom of your vernacular
blissfully fragmenting into
velvet tones that flow
over my bones
like silk on glass
(there are no more barriers
for you to traverse)
autumn skin
fires my imagination
in unfathomable ways
where I watch entire galaxies
fall silent, perchance to observe
those words
leave
your
lips
I was not prepared;
Undulating waves of adoration that
bathe my spirit in...
#FallingInLove
#hope
#love #relationships
#love #relationships
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When Hearts Divide
I miss you,
Like the tide misses the moon
I miss you.
My surface does not move,
I am still, stagnant,
yearning for your pull.
Like the tide misses the moon
I miss you.
My surface does not move,
I am still, stagnant,
yearning for your pull.
#breakup
#grief
#hurt #love
#hurt #love
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