One month dating poems
But you gave it to me, a smile I couldn't stop, With lips as red, As a strawberry crop. ***************** When I first met you I felt like I had known you forever, telling you my secrets and what I didn't want ever. *************** The sea hath its pearls the heaven hath its stars But my heart, my heart has its love.
Now I see you, every few days, You send me, Into a craze. you listened to me I bet you thought I'd never end, who would have thought we would become more than just friends. *************** The end was coming and nearly here A few more hours until the New Year And love could be sensed in the air.
************ Every time I think of something sad, I replace the thought- with you!
My mind is instantly changed And my heart is filled with gladness.
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The following poems speak to the emotions specific to different phases in relationships, from first-date jitters to decades-long loves to soul-crushing breakups. Poems with links in the title will take you to the full versions.)1. and you could not be happier.“Epistolary” by Jill Alexander Essbaum Dear BLANK. The untidy-up-able mess Of your meanness, piles of petty treasons Birthed like broken promises, breech. …Then with no walls around us, you and Iwill speak of truth to each other,the soil that grows the vegetableas deeply as the flower that nevertouches the soil.20.
When you’re infatuated and everything feels intense, yet vague and uncertain.let’s live like the light that killsand let’s as silence,because Whirl’s after all:(after me) love, and after you. I shall be brief, but frank, Terse if not curt, aloof, though unswerving—What little we had amounted to nothing. I sit on a sandbank as I scribe this, For tonight the twilit beach is impossibly Gorgeous. No the two of us together Like the last time, but whatever. When the relationship wasn’t meant to be, but the sex was fantastic.“The Word” by Dorianne Laux You called it screwing, what we did nightson the rug in front of the mirror, drapedover the edge of a hotel bed, on balconiesoverlooking the dark hearts of fir treesor a city of flickering lights.
How I depend on you to love me for who I am and believe in me for what I hope to be.
How I feel loved each time you smile or touch my hand and, When I need someone to listen, I know you'll understand.