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Poems about Love
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My heart is a rain barrel under the eaves. / I’m setting up and storing by, swallowing run-off, / rushing to take the laundry in. /
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Amid the flood of faces I stood / Unsure of who they are and why I should care / I move forward through the crowd / Glancing, looking, sear
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nevermind. / look at this place. / the upsettings in the sink / and all of your disclaimers on the door / bottles and bottles of differences to drink / and you spill your silent treatment / upon the floor. / look
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I wake up next to you / With that feeling, so real; / That unbelieving sense / That it’s no sin to feel. /
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im saying goodbye / to all my memories of you / to all the things we use to do / to the images of you / to the realistic you / to my heartaches / to my tears / to all the goodtimes / im just saying goodbye / its time to let go
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She wore a long black dress, / with a split up the left side, / her hair was a confusion / that held beneath it / a brain that was anythin
by rhetorica
117 words, 7 comments,
on Oct 8 9:59 AM 2008. In Love
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What happened to you, my darling? / That I didn't see / To replace your laughter / With bitter tears / And pull you away from me / I saw
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I talked and painted / I wrote and drew. / / I did all of this, / when I knew of / nothing Else / to do. / / I tried my best / to work
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You don't have to tell me that you love me / / You don't have to hold me your arms / / No, you don't have to kiss me, O' so softly / / No, you don't have to tell me that you love me / / You don't ev!en have to tell me that you care
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Is it God, / Or Buddha, / Or Mohammed, / Or Muhammed, / Or Jesus, / Or Baal, / Or Yahweh, / Or Gaia, / Or Being, / Or Whatever, / Does it m
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There is only one woman- / and one single reason. / That keeps me still trudging, / through each trying season. / / She's wonderfully kind
by Enoq
210 words, 4 comments,
on Sep 26 11:26 PM 2008. In Love
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To find you atop a petal, / suspended by fibers and veins / and lightness and color. / Oh, to see you so weightless / in such simplicity I
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September was a somber month, / It lingered in the past. / Still hung the constant memory, / like a haunting ever last. / We braved the try
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I'd place you on a pedestal / if only you were mine. / / I'd place you on a pedestal / and treat you oh so fine. / / I'd place you on a p
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I make my living from the market-place / Just as my fathers would; / I move between the avenues / Selling and
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Torn between two loves, / yearnig for both equally. / Both give me such pleasure. / Neither judge me, / ignore me, / insult me. / One sooth
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Boy grew from a mothball / In the closet of the house / Of Mrs Pevensie the widow. / / Boy grew to be an oddball / And moved under the hou
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We met on a bright summers’ day / Touching you swept my feet away / Joyful we talked there seemed no end / My heart felt, you’re more than a friend. / / Days passed by, our hearts opened wide / Passion came aglow, we couldn’t hide / Thought
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“it could all fall down around me / just as long as I have you right here by me” / “I’ve been waiting so long to hold you / and be back in
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Love is such a painful thing, / there's much to lose and much to gain. / You gain the strength of two souls as one. / You gain the joy of loving that one. / But also a fear of losing that love, / when the hurting has begun. / / Also with lo
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I want to say I love you, like so many times before, / and tell you just how much I missed you, / since you went out of my life's door. / I
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An enchanting young girl with tender sweet charms, / and beautiful hair that shimmers and shines. / In the light from above I see as a dream, / my angel of love, so tender she seems. / With sweet graceful love she came to me, / from acrosss the
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"SO YA".... / *CLEAR THROAT* / "UMMM"...... / "WELL IT'S JUST THAT" / "THERE IS SOMETHING....." / *SIGH* / / / IT'S RIGHT THERE, READY 2
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here we go again / the tears fall once more / the source is our good friend loneliness / though i've no one in mind / i wish to get that chance / to meet that one special soul for once / t
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There once was a boy born hollow and vacant, / With skin made of bark, but nothing within. / His folks named him Marcus, Marcus the Giant,
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The love I would share with you / it would be something unimaginable / I promise I would give you the world / though i have love few like i love you / I know my love is pure / and is as real as it can
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you make me feel so warm / you take my fears away / i will love you forever day after day. / your soft lips your touch / send shivers down my spine / im so glad you are mine. / so let us take each other's hands / and step into the eternity o
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