Love Poems
#love
Poetry about all aspects of love, appreciation and passion. Love poems includes writing about the negative side of relationships, breakups and heartbreak.
Her
Poem Published
3rd Jan 2025 10:52pm
3rd Jan 2025 10:52pm
Up For Air (Remastered)
Hold Me sweetly
Rock me gently
Please give me
Everything we used to be
Ahhhhh
Mmmm, yeah, baby
I don’t want to wake up
I don’t want to come up for air
Because if I do
It will all be true
There won’t be you
Kiss me hard
Tear my reservations apart
Please remind me
Of everything
We used to be
Ohhhh
Mmmmmmmm
Please remind me
Of everything we used to be
Mmmmm
Mmmmm, ahhhhh
Mmmmm
I don’t want to wake up
(don’t make me wake up,...
Rock me gently
Please give me
Everything we used to be
Ahhhhh
Mmmm, yeah, baby
I don’t want to wake up
I don’t want to come up for air
Because if I do
It will all be true
There won’t be you
Kiss me hard
Tear my reservations apart
Please remind me
Of everything
We used to be
Ohhhh
Mmmmmmmm
Please remind me
Of everything we used to be
Mmmmm
Mmmmm, ahhhhh
Mmmmm
I don’t want to wake up
(don’t make me wake up,...
#IMissYou
#love
#lover #lyrics
#lover #lyrics
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Strangeways_Rob
Poem Published
3rd Jan 2025 9:45pm
3rd Jan 2025 9:45pm
Only Death
Someone told me you died in your sleep
swept our dreams into ocean gutters
and perhaps…
If the sea knelt at the altar
of every ship see sunk
ocean priests would destroy their pulpits
and perhaps…
Send me the semaphore of our love
but I’m deaf to fucking and loving
the fire in my mind is
the kindle of biography embers..
Lit and struck, fireworks
merely blaze into sky’s death.
And perhaps
I will never find my true home
Knock Knock?
It is just ghosts who answer.
And perhaps?
swept our dreams into ocean gutters
and perhaps…
If the sea knelt at the altar
of every ship see sunk
ocean priests would destroy their pulpits
and perhaps…
Send me the semaphore of our love
but I’m deaf to fucking and loving
the fire in my mind is
the kindle of biography embers..
Lit and struck, fireworks
merely blaze into sky’s death.
And perhaps
I will never find my true home
Knock Knock?
It is just ghosts who answer.
And perhaps?
#love
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Inside_Roare
Ivo
Ivo
Poem Published
3rd Jan 2025 9:44pm
3rd Jan 2025 9:44pm
ice heart
INSIDE ROARE
ice heart
What you think about, what you dream,
what you believe, that is not a dream.
What you live for, let it not be a dream.
Believe that life is different.
You see the sky blue,
or full of stars.
The earth soaked in blood
that lies at your feet.
Forget about the sinful soul,
in your chest a foreign heart beats.
aaaaa
Heartless aaaa, like an ice queen,
aaaaa
look at who you have hurt,
perhaps a hundred years behind ice bars.
aaaaa
Even if you live alone,
to...
ice heart
What you think about, what you dream,
what you believe, that is not a dream.
What you live for, let it not be a dream.
Believe that life is different.
You see the sky blue,
or full of stars.
The earth soaked in blood
that lies at your feet.
Forget about the sinful soul,
in your chest a foreign heart beats.
aaaaa
Heartless aaaa, like an ice queen,
aaaaa
look at who you have hurt,
perhaps a hundred years behind ice bars.
aaaaa
Even if you live alone,
to...
#emotions
#inspirational
#love
#motivational
#respect
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AverageJoe
Poem Published
3rd Jan 2025 9:21pm
3rd Jan 2025 9:21pm
String of a pearls III
The twin shackles of distance and time
Cannot prevent or confine
But as sunlit highlights of your hair
Strays the eye a moment’s stare
So also these, distance and time
To memories’ whisper pause my mind
In imaginings
The breeze is but your breath on my skin
And the sun but dim
To the light of your eyes
And all the world both curve and line
But fades to you
The love that’s mine
Cannot prevent or confine
But as sunlit highlights of your hair
Strays the eye a moment’s stare
So also these, distance and time
To memories’ whisper pause my mind
In imaginings
The breeze is but your breath on my skin
And the sun but dim
To the light of your eyes
And all the world both curve and line
But fades to you
The love that’s mine
#love
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TheOralizer
Poem Published
3rd Jan 2025 8:14pm
3rd Jan 2025 8:14pm
LET THE STARS SPEAK
LORD BYRON WROTE:
"Ye stars which are the
poetry of heaven."
TONIGHT,
the stars shine
unusually bright and close
as I view the heavens in awe.
I
gaze at them and am transformed
into a state of connection that
fills my heart with assurance of
your presence, difference, and
warmth.
I
gaze at the stars and
feel you shining brightly
in my soul...as we touch
we fly into another universe
where beauty and desires explode
and marks us as a new revelation.
OH
THANK YOU STARS FOR...
"Ye stars which are the
poetry of heaven."
TONIGHT,
the stars shine
unusually bright and close
as I view the heavens in awe.
I
gaze at them and am transformed
into a state of connection that
fills my heart with assurance of
your presence, difference, and
warmth.
I
gaze at the stars and
feel you shining brightly
in my soul...as we touch
we fly into another universe
where beauty and desires explode
and marks us as a new revelation.
OH
THANK YOU STARS FOR...
#admiration
#emotions
#inspirational
#love
#motivational
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rubyredheart
Poem Published
3rd Jan 2025 5:32pm
3rd Jan 2025 5:32pm
Close
YOU are the only
I’m just surprised it wasn’t clear
those mistakes of mine
were futility
and ALL but you
I now see true
Were mistakes
I should have known
There is only ONE
You
Only was, only is,
Only ever can be
Close in every way
(though across
this hopeless space you stay)
So, my Friend, my Love, I pray
Return and be
Close to me
Heart bound in heart, I plead
most earnestly
Be my home
I’m just surprised it wasn’t clear
those mistakes of mine
were futility
and ALL but you
I now see true
Were mistakes
I should have known
There is only ONE
You
Only was, only is,
Only ever can be
Close in every way
(though across
this hopeless space you stay)
So, my Friend, my Love, I pray
Return and be
Close to me
Heart bound in heart, I plead
most earnestly
Be my home
#friendship
#love
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scalesofascorpion
Poem Published
3rd Jan 2025 4:05pm
3rd Jan 2025 4:05pm
almost
would you please
be my friend
I’m so lonely
a year past thirty
and I think I’ve been alone
where it counts
most of my life
no matter how I’ve tried
to be worth anybody’s time
that’s fine
I’ll do it on my own
as much as I can
but a one man band
only has so many hands
and I thought that family
was supposed to understand
I’ve run out of miracle plans
my heart caves in like sinking sand
so no, I won’t come
worship your god on Sundays
learn how I need to
suffer...
be my friend
I’m so lonely
a year past thirty
and I think I’ve been alone
where it counts
most of my life
no matter how I’ve tried
to be worth anybody’s time
that’s fine
I’ll do it on my own
as much as I can
but a one man band
only has so many hands
and I thought that family
was supposed to understand
I’ve run out of miracle plans
my heart caves in like sinking sand
so no, I won’t come
worship your god on Sundays
learn how I need to
suffer...
#family
#loneliness
#love #suffering
#love #suffering
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LostViking
Lost Viking
Lost Viking
Poem Published
3rd Jan 2025 1:29pm
3rd Jan 2025 1:29pm
Love of Women
I’m a man who has loved many women. I've come to understand that the allure of romance is not just in the merging of two beings, but in the celebration of our profound differences. It's a dance of understanding and mystery, where the space between us is both a challenge and an invitation.
The women I've known have taught me that love is an art—an appreciation for the 'other.' Their distinct laughter, the stories etched in the lines of their bodies, and the way they see the world with eyes that have witnessed what mine have not—all draw me in, time and time again. It's as if their...
The women I've known have taught me that love is an art—an appreciation for the 'other.' Their distinct laughter, the stories etched in the lines of their bodies, and the way they see the world with eyes that have witnessed what mine have not—all draw me in, time and time again. It's as if their...
#humankind
#love
#sex #spiritual
#sex #spiritual
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backdeckbenny
Poem Published
3rd Jan 2025 00:56am
3rd Jan 2025 00:56am
Ink
The image of her,after all these years has bled into my skin.
Aged and faded, the tattoo on my chest remains a measure of my love for her.
Aged and faded, the tattoo on my chest remains a measure of my love for her.
#love
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Strangeways_Rob
Poem Published
2nd Jan 2025 11:00pm
2nd Jan 2025 11:00pm
Yma o Hyd
Death upon rage
there is a bone yard
full of the likes of you and me.
Take kindness from the storms
you placed under bridges,
I saw your eyes dance
when your youngest pedalled
into her burning future.
Everyone was sick to the tattoo of you
but not me my friend, not me,
your children will taste the
blood from your knuckles
and as chloroform upon a wounded animal
will sleep soundly in your love.
I loved you man
but I won’t place love in terraces
just tell the World of our Cymru
Our fucking...
there is a bone yard
full of the likes of you and me.
Take kindness from the storms
you placed under bridges,
I saw your eyes dance
when your youngest pedalled
into her burning future.
Everyone was sick to the tattoo of you
but not me my friend, not me,
your children will taste the
blood from your knuckles
and as chloroform upon a wounded animal
will sleep soundly in your love.
I loved you man
but I won’t place love in terraces
just tell the World of our Cymru
Our fucking...
#love
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AverageJoe
Poem Published
2nd Jan 2025 10:29pm
2nd Jan 2025 10:29pm
String of Pearls II
It’s the soft deep of night and I lie awake in the stillness
With thoughts of you coming easier than sleep
Your memory answers in the silence with feelings felt
Not heard
The reach beyond my reaching
The distance beyond my words
For the words I’d speak would be but soft as the caress of my breath upon your skin
And yet, urgent and demanding in breath’s rise and fall as my kisses upon your lips
…which haunt my waking thought
Time and distance mean little to sleepless memories.
For your memory with night’s passage ...
With thoughts of you coming easier than sleep
Your memory answers in the silence with feelings felt
Not heard
The reach beyond my reaching
The distance beyond my words
For the words I’d speak would be but soft as the caress of my breath upon your skin
And yet, urgent and demanding in breath’s rise and fall as my kisses upon your lips
…which haunt my waking thought
Time and distance mean little to sleepless memories.
For your memory with night’s passage ...
#love
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wordsonthebrain
Poem Published
2nd Jan 2025 9:46pm
2nd Jan 2025 9:46pm
Inexplicably
I have an odd wish
To be devoured
To be known in my entirety
studied and then, inexplicably,
I want to be destroyed.
Taste me and spit me out
But know my taste
And know it well.
My wish involves wolves
And moonlight
And dark eyeliner.
There is soft hair, inexplicably,
I want to be destroyed.
Savour me. Me, a saviour.
I want to bless the mouth
Of a starving monster
So they will never, ever
Forget the sight of me.
Nor the feel of me
Upon a rough tongue
That...
To be devoured
To be known in my entirety
studied and then, inexplicably,
I want to be destroyed.
Taste me and spit me out
But know my taste
And know it well.
My wish involves wolves
And moonlight
And dark eyeliner.
There is soft hair, inexplicably,
I want to be destroyed.
Savour me. Me, a saviour.
I want to bless the mouth
Of a starving monster
So they will never, ever
Forget the sight of me.
Nor the feel of me
Upon a rough tongue
That...
#breakup
#emotions
#love #relationships
#love #relationships
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