PittinixDesigns
Poem Published
19th Jan 2025 10:14pm
19th Jan 2025 10:14pm
I Found Out Too Late that She Loved Me
I loved Hannah more than I could say,
But I didn’t tell her that I loved her.
I wanted her to see it for herself.
So I came up with an idea that I thought would work.
She read the love poems that I wrote.
The poetic words revealed my true feelings.
She knew that I wrote them for her,
And she realised the depth of my love for her.
I didn’t know that she was in love with me.
She never showed her feelings for me.
Perhaps she tried to attract my attention,
But I was too dumb to realise it.
She wasn’t bold...
But I didn’t tell her that I loved her.
I wanted her to see it for herself.
So I came up with an idea that I thought would work.
She read the love poems that I wrote.
The poetic words revealed my true feelings.
She knew that I wrote them for her,
And she realised the depth of my love for her.
I didn’t know that she was in love with me.
She never showed her feelings for me.
Perhaps she tried to attract my attention,
But I was too dumb to realise it.
She wasn’t bold...
#girlfriend
#hurt
#love
#lust
#marriage
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PittinixDesigns
Poem Published
19th Jan 2025 10:14pm
19th Jan 2025 10:14pm
I Found Out Too Late that She Loved Me
I loved Hannah more than I could say,
But I didn’t tell her that I loved her.
I wanted her to see it for herself.
So I came up with an idea that I thought would work.
She read the love poems that I wrote.
The poetic words revealed my true feelings.
She knew that I wrote them for her,
And she realised the depth of my love for her.
I didn’t know that she was in love with me.
She never showed her feelings for me.
Perhaps she tried to attract my attention,
But I was too dumb to realise it.
She wasn’t bold...
But I didn’t tell her that I loved her.
I wanted her to see it for herself.
So I came up with an idea that I thought would work.
She read the love poems that I wrote.
The poetic words revealed my true feelings.
She knew that I wrote them for her,
And she realised the depth of my love for her.
I didn’t know that she was in love with me.
She never showed her feelings for me.
Perhaps she tried to attract my attention,
But I was too dumb to realise it.
She wasn’t bold...
#girlfriend
#hurt
#love
#lust
#marriage
76 reads
0 Comments
PittinixDesigns
Poem Published
19th Jan 2025 10:14pm
19th Jan 2025 10:14pm
I Found Out Too Late that She Loved Me
I loved Hannah more than I could say,
But I didn’t tell her that I loved her.
I wanted her to see it for herself.
So I came up with an idea that I thought would work.
She read the love poems that I wrote.
The poetic words revealed my true feelings.
She knew that I wrote them for her,
And she realised the depth of my love for her.
I didn’t know that she was in love with me.
She never showed her feelings for me.
Perhaps she tried to attract my attention,
But I was too dumb to realise it.
She wasn’t bold...
But I didn’t tell her that I loved her.
I wanted her to see it for herself.
So I came up with an idea that I thought would work.
She read the love poems that I wrote.
The poetic words revealed my true feelings.
She knew that I wrote them for her,
And she realised the depth of my love for her.
I didn’t know that she was in love with me.
She never showed her feelings for me.
Perhaps she tried to attract my attention,
But I was too dumb to realise it.
She wasn’t bold...
#girlfriend
#hurt
#love
#lust
#marriage
76 reads
0 Comments
PittinixDesigns
Poem Published
19th Jan 2025 10:14pm
19th Jan 2025 10:14pm
I Found Out Too Late that She Loved Me
I loved Hannah more than I could say,
But I didn’t tell her that I loved her.
I wanted her to see it for herself.
So I came up with an idea that I thought would work.
She read the love poems that I wrote.
The poetic words revealed my true feelings.
She knew that I wrote them for her,
And she realised the depth of my love for her.
I didn’t know that she was in love with me.
She never showed her feelings for me.
Perhaps she tried to attract my attention,
But I was too dumb to realise it.
She wasn’t bold...
But I didn’t tell her that I loved her.
I wanted her to see it for herself.
So I came up with an idea that I thought would work.
She read the love poems that I wrote.
The poetic words revealed my true feelings.
She knew that I wrote them for her,
And she realised the depth of my love for her.
I didn’t know that she was in love with me.
She never showed her feelings for me.
Perhaps she tried to attract my attention,
But I was too dumb to realise it.
She wasn’t bold...
#girlfriend
#hurt
#love
#lust
#marriage
76 reads
0 Comments
PittinixDesigns
Poem Published
19th Jan 2025 10:14pm
19th Jan 2025 10:14pm
I Found Out Too Late that She Loved Me
I loved Hannah more than I could say,
But I didn’t tell her that I loved her.
I wanted her to see it for herself.
So I came up with an idea that I thought would work.
She read the love poems that I wrote.
The poetic words revealed my true feelings.
She knew that I wrote them for her,
And she realised the depth of my love for her.
I didn’t know that she was in love with me.
She never showed her feelings for me.
Perhaps she tried to attract my attention,
But I was too dumb to realise it.
She wasn’t bold...
But I didn’t tell her that I loved her.
I wanted her to see it for herself.
So I came up with an idea that I thought would work.
She read the love poems that I wrote.
The poetic words revealed my true feelings.
She knew that I wrote them for her,
And she realised the depth of my love for her.
I didn’t know that she was in love with me.
She never showed her feelings for me.
Perhaps she tried to attract my attention,
But I was too dumb to realise it.
She wasn’t bold...
#girlfriend
#hurt
#love
#lust
#marriage
76 reads
0 Comments
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
4th Dec 2024 00:05am
4th Dec 2024 00:05am
Adulation Bombastry
In a daze of phlogiston and aether
and steampunk chunks of yesteryear vapor
I wrote love sonnets just to bequeath her
on a myriad of fine craft paper...
all for the castles in her maven sky
of woolgathering watercolor drops
the sunbeams brought to her passage bird eye
from lupine fields and fresh Aegilops.
She the canny nymph, and I the satyr,
who hoped she'd take a turn upon my flute
somewhere in my cavorting to mate her
or nurse the dew from her paradise fruit...
raised in that old Virginia for lovers
she already...
and steampunk chunks of yesteryear vapor
I wrote love sonnets just to bequeath her
on a myriad of fine craft paper...
all for the castles in her maven sky
of woolgathering watercolor drops
the sunbeams brought to her passage bird eye
from lupine fields and fresh Aegilops.
She the canny nymph, and I the satyr,
who hoped she'd take a turn upon my flute
somewhere in my cavorting to mate her
or nurse the dew from her paradise fruit...
raised in that old Virginia for lovers
she already...
#marriage
#PowerOfWords
#romantic
#wife
#WritingPoetry
233 reads
10 Comments
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
4th Dec 2024 00:05am
4th Dec 2024 00:05am
Adulation Bombastry
In a daze of phlogiston and aether
and steampunk chunks of yesteryear vapor
I wrote love sonnets just to bequeath her
on a myriad of fine craft paper...
all for the castles in her maven sky
of woolgathering watercolor drops
the sunbeams brought to her passage bird eye
from lupine fields and fresh Aegilops.
She the canny nymph, and I the satyr,
who hoped she'd take a turn upon my flute
somewhere in my cavorting to mate her
or nurse the dew from her paradise fruit...
raised in that old Virginia for lovers
she already...
and steampunk chunks of yesteryear vapor
I wrote love sonnets just to bequeath her
on a myriad of fine craft paper...
all for the castles in her maven sky
of woolgathering watercolor drops
the sunbeams brought to her passage bird eye
from lupine fields and fresh Aegilops.
She the canny nymph, and I the satyr,
who hoped she'd take a turn upon my flute
somewhere in my cavorting to mate her
or nurse the dew from her paradise fruit...
raised in that old Virginia for lovers
she already...
#marriage
#PowerOfWords
#romantic
#wife
#WritingPoetry
233 reads
10 Comments
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
4th Dec 2024 00:05am
4th Dec 2024 00:05am
Adulation Bombastry
In a daze of phlogiston and aether
and steampunk chunks of yesteryear vapor
I wrote love sonnets just to bequeath her
on a myriad of fine craft paper...
all for the castles in her maven sky
of woolgathering watercolor drops
the sunbeams brought to her passage bird eye
from lupine fields and fresh Aegilops.
She the canny nymph, and I the satyr,
who hoped she'd take a turn upon my flute
somewhere in my cavorting to mate her
or nurse the dew from her paradise fruit...
raised in that old Virginia for lovers
she already...
and steampunk chunks of yesteryear vapor
I wrote love sonnets just to bequeath her
on a myriad of fine craft paper...
all for the castles in her maven sky
of woolgathering watercolor drops
the sunbeams brought to her passage bird eye
from lupine fields and fresh Aegilops.
She the canny nymph, and I the satyr,
who hoped she'd take a turn upon my flute
somewhere in my cavorting to mate her
or nurse the dew from her paradise fruit...
raised in that old Virginia for lovers
she already...
#marriage
#PowerOfWords
#romantic
#wife
#WritingPoetry
233 reads
10 Comments
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
4th Dec 2024 00:05am
4th Dec 2024 00:05am
Adulation Bombastry
In a daze of phlogiston and aether
and steampunk chunks of yesteryear vapor
I wrote love sonnets just to bequeath her
on a myriad of fine craft paper...
all for the castles in her maven sky
of woolgathering watercolor drops
the sunbeams brought to her passage bird eye
from lupine fields and fresh Aegilops.
She the canny nymph, and I the satyr,
who hoped she'd take a turn upon my flute
somewhere in my cavorting to mate her
or nurse the dew from her paradise fruit...
raised in that old Virginia for lovers
she already...
and steampunk chunks of yesteryear vapor
I wrote love sonnets just to bequeath her
on a myriad of fine craft paper...
all for the castles in her maven sky
of woolgathering watercolor drops
the sunbeams brought to her passage bird eye
from lupine fields and fresh Aegilops.
She the canny nymph, and I the satyr,
who hoped she'd take a turn upon my flute
somewhere in my cavorting to mate her
or nurse the dew from her paradise fruit...
raised in that old Virginia for lovers
she already...
#marriage
#PowerOfWords
#romantic
#wife
#WritingPoetry
233 reads
10 Comments
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
4th Dec 2024 00:05am
4th Dec 2024 00:05am
Adulation Bombastry
In a daze of phlogiston and aether
and steampunk chunks of yesteryear vapor
I wrote love sonnets just to bequeath her
on a myriad of fine craft paper...
all for the castles in her maven sky
of woolgathering watercolor drops
the sunbeams brought to her passage bird eye
from lupine fields and fresh Aegilops.
She the canny nymph, and I the satyr,
who hoped she'd take a turn upon my flute
somewhere in my cavorting to mate her
or nurse the dew from her paradise fruit...
raised in that old Virginia for lovers
she already...
and steampunk chunks of yesteryear vapor
I wrote love sonnets just to bequeath her
on a myriad of fine craft paper...
all for the castles in her maven sky
of woolgathering watercolor drops
the sunbeams brought to her passage bird eye
from lupine fields and fresh Aegilops.
She the canny nymph, and I the satyr,
who hoped she'd take a turn upon my flute
somewhere in my cavorting to mate her
or nurse the dew from her paradise fruit...
raised in that old Virginia for lovers
she already...
#marriage
#PowerOfWords
#romantic
#wife
#WritingPoetry
233 reads
10 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
18th Oct 2024 1:26pm
18th Oct 2024 1:26pm
Man
Man, the softness of your presence
like rain that awakens the aroma of the earth.
Your essence penetrates deeply
in the roots of my soul, nourishing.
The days are adorned by your scrumptious joy
where every moment shared is a feast for the spirit.
You are the warmth of the sun on winter days
a beacon guiding through the darkness.
You dwell in me not as a guest
but as an integral part of who I am.
Your smiles echo in my memories
drawing serene landscapes in my thoughts.
You are the calm in the chaos, the gentle...
like rain that awakens the aroma of the earth.
Your essence penetrates deeply
in the roots of my soul, nourishing.
The days are adorned by your scrumptious joy
where every moment shared is a feast for the spirit.
You are the warmth of the sun on winter days
a beacon guiding through the darkness.
You dwell in me not as a guest
but as an integral part of who I am.
Your smiles echo in my memories
drawing serene landscapes in my thoughts.
You are the calm in the chaos, the gentle...
#husband
#love
#marriage
#men
#mirror
180 reads
10 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
18th Oct 2024 1:26pm
18th Oct 2024 1:26pm
Man
Man, the softness of your presence
like rain that awakens the aroma of the earth.
Your essence penetrates deeply
in the roots of my soul, nourishing.
The days are adorned by your scrumptious joy
where every moment shared is a feast for the spirit.
You are the warmth of the sun on winter days
a beacon guiding through the darkness.
You dwell in me not as a guest
but as an integral part of who I am.
Your smiles echo in my memories
drawing serene landscapes in my thoughts.
You are the calm in the chaos, the gentle...
like rain that awakens the aroma of the earth.
Your essence penetrates deeply
in the roots of my soul, nourishing.
The days are adorned by your scrumptious joy
where every moment shared is a feast for the spirit.
You are the warmth of the sun on winter days
a beacon guiding through the darkness.
You dwell in me not as a guest
but as an integral part of who I am.
Your smiles echo in my memories
drawing serene landscapes in my thoughts.
You are the calm in the chaos, the gentle...
#husband
#love
#marriage
#men
#mirror
180 reads
10 Comments
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