Love is a language in its own right. These are the poems I've poured my heart into.
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Here are some of my favorite love poems:
Love can sound mean;
but love wouldn’t tear you down
love may correct you
but love wouldn’t overwrite you
you’re where i run to when i’m homesick
all the company i need when i get lonely
the place i lay my head when i’m fatigued
you’re my favorite book to read
your body’s my favorite language
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we know trust falls
i’ve already fallen for you
this is a trust walk
where i hold your hand in mine
close my eyes
taking it step by step
knowing i’m in good hands
i want you to love me like you’ll never get another chance
hold me like my body is another hand
feel me like a rhythm when you wanna dance
adore me like you’ll never have another man
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my mind has a room for you
cus you’re there all the time
even if you’re not at the forefront
you’re at the back of my mind
you’re always welcome
without hesitation
you can book a room
without reservation
i will not deny or denounce my love for you
whether you choose to reciprocate, accept, or simply acknowledge
it’s not in my control
im under its’ command
and i will devote my life to its leadership
my perfect woman doesn’t have a physical body
yet she outweighs every thought in mind
she’s a simple void,
i find myself always looking to complete the picture
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i wouldn’t dare to say true love has died
rare it may be,
but i know it’s real cus i’m alive
i know when you love yourself fully and unselfishly
there’s a constant pull to love others
too many times i’ve heard chivalry died
i’ve been keeping it alive, so somebody’s lying
i don’t claim to be perfect, but i claim to be trying
let me interject; reviving a sport that’s dying
i’m washingtonian, born and raised
so i don’t get affected; only bored by rain
i keep an umbrella for her, and walk her pace
i’d be jealous if the rain ever kissed her face
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fragrance full of pleasure;
not for me, but for herself
she’s attained the world’s treasure
if her knowledge were her wealth
rose, how i love your pedals
your scent calls me by name
but your thorns tell me you’re dangerous
maybe it’s best i stay away
look, but don't touch;
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love yourself is plastered around the world
it’s a good message
i know sometimes its hard to do just that
to think we could love our biggest critic
even if you couldnt stand to love yourself
i would overcompensate
searching the world for whom i love would take
too long
so i became the person whom i love
every moment with myself
is another moment at home
i like a woman who likes to read, likes to write, likes to learn, and likes to love. i like a woman who knows more than the people around her.
i like a woman who is caring, she’s there for herself, she there for her friends, she’s also there for me. i like a woman like this because this is the character of someone you would move mountains for.
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you're the typa perfect that makes me kiss my fingertips
you’re my flesh, you’re my blood
you are the heart which makes me pump 
you are the air in my lungs
if you left me i’d be breathless
not quite the same way as when we first met
i dont want to squander the wonderful opportunity to wander where wonder roams
i yearn for long term;
im not content bringing you home for fun
i wanna stargaze, play card games, & bathe in the sun
i wanna venture wherever, stuck together as gum
when i love, i love hard.
i give you my all to make up for how long i’ve given only to myself
i may trip, but i won’t fall; i’m perpetually stumbling
who cares if i make a fool of myself if i get you to laugh out loud
i could disappoint the world to make you proud
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my love isn’t perfect but it is boundless
it needs correction, colors out of the lines,
but makes homes of houses
my love is forever changing; always adjusting to the shape of you
for you i’d roll the rock of sisyphus to the very top
to keep your world from crashing down, i’d take atlas’ job
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roses are red
violets are blue
i feel much better
when i’m next to you
lavender smells good and tulips are yellow
your energy’s pure and you make me feel mellow
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at times, i’d rather observe
sit back and watch as the world goes on
i don’t always need to have the last word
in fact sometimes i don’t want to give you a word at all
i want to sit quietly intaking everything you have to share
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i make playlists for you cus i know u like listening to curated music
i skips certain songs in the car cus i know you dont like an artist or a song
i remove songs in my queue for you
i turn your seat warmer on before i pick u up so your seat isnt cold
i hold the door for you cus you shouldnt be bothered with touching it
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i understand being the pillar;
the constant need to be tough
but i don't mind being the butterfly
who's sensitive to the touch
while a solid foundation sets the tone for security
i'd rather walk through a park holding hands in vulnerability
one of the same tongue
a beat from the same drum
we’re in unison n if in you’s a son
then i cant wait to be a father
i cant wait to have a daughter
i wanna build a household
and i want to hold a partner
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when our lips meet its always like the first time
every pull back is an an opportunity to reacquaint once again
inviting the feeling of the last time
my favorite form of communication is the exchange of DNA
these are the things that remind me of u
autocorrect working after misspelling a word
finding the last puzzle piece after thinking it was missing
sigh of relief
the gasp of air after swimming underwater
checking your bank account after getting your paycheck
having your meal paid for by the person in front of you
the end of the rainbow
getting a good score on a test u didnt study for
the campfire on a cold night
the raindrop to my precipitation
ive fallen for the rain
the prescription for my glasses
crystal clear like window panes
shes something like the sun to me
and i guess i’d be her earth
i find myself in orbit
but that path is much preferred
too many times i’ve heard chivalry died
i’ve been keeping it alive, so somebody’s lying
i don’t claim to be perfect, but i claim to be trying
let me interject; reviving a sport that’s dying
i’m washingtonian, born and raised
so i don’t get affected; only bored by rain
i keep an umbrella for her, and walk her pace
i’d be jealous if the rain ever kissed her face
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its dangerous letting myself get so close to someone who reminds me of me
reason being
if i hold myself to the highest standard i expect it from u too
the love i have for myself transfers so fluidly into the way i love you
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many speak of the importance of the little things
anybody can do grand gestures
but who does what others haven't done already
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She is humble, down to earth
We stumble. No, she's not perfect
But that's why she's my dream girl
Because she authentic
i feel like the word love is overused
i hardly know what love means to me
but id love to know what love means to you
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taking place on the stage.
arranging an entrance.
we exchange our presents,
we engage in our presence.
its just us in attendance
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told mom i'd never take em
but sometimes
i think i want to be dead
the pain's not physical
i'm not aching
it's literally all in my head
maybe just a pill
i need the strongest drug
i need your love
The antithesis of good, Backwards love; Evil
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Here are some of my favorite evol poems:
i hope i have the foresight
to recognize the people i’ll miss
before i miss them
goodbye, she says
see you later, i reply
hoping this isn’t bye for good
but a minor delay in the next time i’ll see her
maybe if i hold my blink
she won’t be gone as long
i appreciate our connection,
we seem to have a knack for feeling each other
until we reunite, i’ll feel her absence
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a love this genuine
ignores the circumstances
unconditional until the very end
my love will outlast my existence
otherwise it’d meet conditions
you’re trapped in my mind
both of us are helpless
while in your reality you’re free
in my mind you’re stuck with me
no matter how many times i try to let you go
you cannot escape my thoughts
i guess i'm stuck with you too
momentarily she had my heart
then she was gone with the wind
she made me feel whole again,
even if only for a second
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she makes gray skies of blue
she makes lies of the truth
she makes a blend of the hues
this can’t be love
she makes my sureness confused
and my acceptance refused
im not entertained
while she looks so amused
this can’t be love
i haven’t been searching
but now that i’ve found you
you’ll be missing
it seems no matter how bad for me you are
i make exceptions
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everytime i hold you
i lose a little more blood
yet i don’t let go;
is a bandage enough?
again i reach out to you,
again i pay the price
i dont want to choose
between loving and life
whether i love you for your rose
or hate the thorns which impale
im left choosing dying for you
or living to tell the tale
don’t love me when it’s convenient;
love me when it’s not.
love me in all phases, times of the day, and places
love me through your anger;
love me through the hard times;
love me despite it
unconditionally; not only when you feel like it
don’t love me casually, but as if love came to you naturally
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i’m sorry i want to show you my roses and not my buds
i’m sorry that my thorns keep you farther from my love
i’m not keeping you at arms out of fear or disgust
i’m only human, my thorns outpace my trust
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you're the oil to my h20
no matter how close we are we just don't mix - even on a molecular level
you're the pain to my pleasure
do opposites attract?
or were we all too similar?
she gave him her time
and he counted the minutes
she spoke her mind
and he wouldn’t listen
she said she loved him
but she loved his potential
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You never realize what entertains you
Until you have a moment to sit in boredom
You never realize how fast time flew
Until you check the time, and the clock won't
Move
I never realized how cold it got
Until your body heat couldn't warm me
I always had fun with you
But I didn't know, without you, was this boring
I'm enjoying the weather
But I enjoy you much better
A letter from me to you
See you soon
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