Best Love Letter Poems
I can't recall the day you left
Empty words going west
~To The West Coast~
My love, my sweet love -- my soulmate
I will cherish our time, with the sun
My love, my friend, my lover
Today we part, on this day June 3rd 15
My love, my sweet love -- my everything
On this day, I will take a long way home
On this day, I will look back and smile
To know it was not a dream
My love, my sweet love -- my true love
With this pen, I write this letter,
My bed now knits a different sweater,
Preparing my linens for darker weather
I want you to know, I'm writing this with a swollen heart
It was never you, it was I who grew apart
Patience kept you warm when I was cold
Every night, I cried, I tried to feed you my dreams
My hollow soul sat like a fool under a heavy cloud
Holding back, the need of proceeding who I was
My love -- please forgive me
I was inconsiderate of us
I would lay without opening the windows of trust
Your smiles I wiped away my faults
However you stayed, you watched,
You meant to kiss and stop the pouring rain
You kept strong, holding my hand,
When everything around my life persisted to perish
You soaked every time I stormed,
I regret when I refused to let you touch the women in me
My love -- it was never you
I was broken before our hearts met
Like a villain and a thief,
You took my diamonds in hopes of seeing them shine again
Your demons found a way into the shadows of my life
Trying to complete what you could not see
You could not feel, still, you believed in me
My dreams, you held me close, loving who I am
My love -- you are the sunrise the sunset
Your limbs kept me up when I would fall
I will miss the touch of light in every stare
Thank you for not looking my way, the day you left
I did not want you to see the mask I used to cover it all
Pretending, I was strong when I was weak
Knowing I had fallen in love with you
Forever yours,
IF DEATH SHOULD VISIT ME TODAY
Whether young or old and gray
As earthly life is swept away
Please do not mourn, do not be sad
Just think of joy yet to be had.
Set loose from flesh- forever free
To sail a calmer, endless sea
Eternity, my newfound home
Within which I will freely roam
Inside a greater spirit shell
For then my soul will grow and dwell
Upon the peace, I will collect.
But most of all, you must reflect
We'll meet again in time, my dears
In other worlds- in other years
Beyond the light of cosmic ray
Beyond the sight of human clay
IF DEATH SHOULD VISIT ME TODAY
~1st Place~
Premiere Contest: Funeral, Eulogy, or Memorial Service Poem
Sponsor: Team PoetrySoup
Judged: 07/02/2019
~2nd Place~
Contest: Any Sad Poem
Sponsor: Broken Wings
Judged: 11/03/2015
~1st Place~
Premiere Contest: The Last Love Letter
Sponsor: Mystic Rose Rose
September 24, 2014
This is a reversible poem (can be read up or down) that I wrote years ago,
and which will be a part of MY eulogy when I pass, to help my loved-ones
cope with knowing that I will be okay.
My dear,
I shall meet thee in the summer of thy heart,
where we once walked head to each
elegant upon the world....
And had not a care but for little winds of love
winking there in the dreams of trees,
laying upon me to so delicately,
tickle with your autumn hair,
always so soap-scented you
Touch me where I had not known
the ease of such wonder in your eyes,
splendor only for a great king ----
but I a hopeless romantic muse,
with little empty pockets blessed
with thy precious petal,
am richer than any lord!
I shall wait for thee in our golden glade,
the heart which flows the waterfall....
by the dawn of your sweet embrace,
in the summer of thy heart,
I shall wait....
(Love, K)
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30.04.2013
A-L Andresen :)
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she's absolut
i'm hennessy
i'm rush hour traffic in L.A.
she's a small town in Tennessee
she's left handed
i think i'm always right
i love the way she will compromise
i never give in without a fight
hard/soft
she's satin sheets
i'm the body wrapped within
together were complete
without her i feel without a friend
i'm lust
she's desire
she's my redemption
my salvation from the fire
and while were not exactly opposites
she compliments me beautifully
picking me up when i fall
and standing by me dutifully
Last Love Letter
Adrift upon a sea of dreams
like paper boats on downhill streams;
my swirling heart is like debris
forever drifting endlessly
while weathered by your wily schemes.
And so I write as my soul screams
this last love letter so it seems
as hearts approaching apogee
adrift upon a sea.
I’m hiding from the moon’s soft beams;
a pool of sorrow sadly steams
with fantasies you stole from me
when you walked out and set me free
and left my heart in dire extremes
adrift upon a sea.
January 8, 2021
Poem of the Day - January 9, 2021
In the back of my closet,
high upon the shelf,
there sits an old love letter
that I keep to myself.
Its pages are crumpled,
the edges a tad bit torn.
I can recite his words by memory,
although the writings worn.
He tells of his undying love,
and how we were meant to be.
Our vows whispered at the church,
they were our fantasy.
Like all things, neither tried nor true,
we had to be apart.
A victim of the ages,
he broke my sixth grade heart.
Modesty,
In the valley of life I S.O.A.K
mirrored
in your reflection of feel
resistance rests in the wilderness
but I will not buy her tricks
I am not long for this world
neither am I short
as the mouths of babes call for their supper
I hold the pillars of the earth in each hand
one black, one white
I don't believe in paprika
overkill for one who has no taste
I live for the salt
and lick those painful wounds
I've been peppered by prejudice
and prefer a silence not yet heard
but in it there is a song
no birds can sing it
only a stranger in the ocean's call
she is not a siren or filled with deep red hair
she's smooth and soft as whispers
with a soul that can't compare
I will not lose her to the wind
nor the fire nor despair
I'll reach out to her dainty
and caress what she does fear
It's me who wounds the wonders
as mother cries at night
there's no living in the darkness
when happiness shines her light
I am amazed by the power of you words,
They seep through my skin
Like ink’s aphrodisiac,
And I feel powerless to stop them,
The mere thought of your hands
Touching me makes
Atoms explode inside my chest,
As if a universe is being born,
A light sweat glistens over my form
As my eyes devour every syllable,
My heart beats to the tune you write,
With quickened breath
I feel it consuming me,
This sexual fantasy wax lyrical,
I fail, not miserably but excitedly
To control my minds dirty idiom,
Where do the thoughts of lust go?
I feel them cling to me
Begging to be made manifest,
Tonight your pen is my phallic pleasure,
Take me and make me your muse.
That first moment I looked up from my desk
To see you entering the office door
How my heart stood still; it was in arrest
I knew I’d not be alone anymore
Piercing steel blue eyes were not stern, but warm
Your distinguished beard framed by high cheekbones
In a daze, my work I could not perform
You said, “Hello,” in your deep, sexy tones
Did you notice? My eyes never left you
From the second I saw your handsome face
Until I finally had to say, “Adieu”
I was enchanted by your style, your grace
You were my partner, my soul mate, my love
We had what others can only dream of
*Written for my late husband. Entry for Audrey’s
Sentimental Love Letters contest.
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Tonight I write a letter
I mail it to myself
I blow away the dust
and place it on our shelf
Tonight I mail a letter
Address it~ 'To my dove'
Pretending it is you
Still sending out your love
Pretending its your musky scent
that smudged my silent verse
Pretending,Make believe
that we preserved the years
Those years when you have loved me
till stars forgot to dream
till the dark side of the moon
uncloaked the calla lily's
dew~pearled sheen
Tonight I write a letter
I mail it to myself
I blow away the dust
and put it on our shelf
Just a sweet reminder
of who we used to be
before with empty sheets
your cold night covered me
Tonight I write a letter
I mail it to myself
I blow away the dust
and put it off our shelf.
I saw you many times throughout the years
and knew you as the brother of my friend.
How is it that the world can coax and steer
us to or from the person fate intends?
For seven sunless years, you hid from sight,
just waiting in the wings for unknown cue.
My heart was burning out with waning light,
but you were coming slowly into view.
I know we took each other by surprise -
I never thought you'd be the one to light
the flame that once burned softly in my eyes;
with tenderness, your love restored my sight.
Now even on the darkest days, I shine
to know your noble heart is truly mine.
Written: September 14, 2015
M,
Fresh orange marmalade lifts the dark
naked in a mid-dream sky
red streaks rush across horizons
special moments won't slip on by
the silk thru your hair seduces
in love notes filling up your ear
romancing a river of blessings
trouble kisses off back the rear
pearls adorn the neck of passion
a taste so soft and sweet
savoured and salted with desire
in dimensions entangled we meet
love sits silent at the table
unclothed and wanting more
our hunger is not mistaken
as blood spills upon the floor
On ink filled parchment,
I wrote my love to you.
I stained it with my heart,
And wrote nothing untrue.
I took my feather quill,
And dipped it in the inkwell.
I filled the page with ardor,
As my concern began to swell.
My passion filled the page,
Sweet scribbles of my fondness.
My desires written to be known,
To you my heart is confessed.
I kissed the folded letter,
And sealed it with my love.
I placed it in the post,
Waiting for a reply thereof.
It’s been a couple of weeks,
And still no word at all.
I hope the letter reached you,
And that you could read my scrawl.
I wrote you a love letter,
And let my passion flow.
For my heart’s request,
I wanted you to know.
I wrote it in a hurry,
I filled it with my heart’s most.
But I’m still checking daily,
For your reply in the post.
Oh Zephyrus, sweet Zephyrus,
westerlies' bouquet nectarous
lilac layered flirtations sail
wings whimsical whiff my skin pale
butterfly kisses generous..
music you breathe melodious
chorus of wind-chimes feverous
sounds, symphonic in gentle flail,
oh Zephyrus..
hands breezy - touch me delicious
flowers long-stemmed dance capricious
exhales enchanting do prevail
sighs satisfying without fail
licks sweeping softly amorous,
oh Zephyrus.