First Poems - Poems about First

Under the cherry blossoms, we stand, Your hand in mine, soft as the sand. The world is loud, yet here it’s still, Our hearts in tune, our spirits thrill. We giggle softly, sharing a look, Like secret pages in a book. Your laugh, a melody so sweet, It makes my heart skip every beat. The way you smile, the way time flies, I see...

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From the moment I closed my eyes I am taken back to another place another place A place with a special memory, Where you and I vowed to love each other eternally. Sharing long walks under the Moonlit skies , And wishing on a falling star before it was out of sight. We’d plan our future...

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You only see me on the screen. How do you know you wanna be with me? You list all the shower scene, from your favorite movies. My inadequate sweat on my forehead, hope you cant see. I want to know what's your favorite ice cream? Would you give me a taste of your lips, with cream. Point me...

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In a mother’s eyes no flaw is visible her heart a quiet refuge a place that always says welcome. In a lover’s gaze every glance carries meaning but her heart can feel like a clinic open only to wounds that don’t bleed too deep. In a father’s world tears are tucked away love spoken in silence offered through actions, never words. But in a lover’s world tears are...

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Love is like a pulling feeling in our heart, it can make us feel weak, Weak to the knees, making us want it endlessly. Love can also wound us, leaving us bleeding in our heart and mind. Making our heart and mind and body feeling sick. Sick because our love is lost, and we feel...

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All that remains of our love is a faded Polaroid, a carton of cigarettes, and two cases of beer. I'll forget you soon, but for now, I'm cracking open another one— let's hope these memories blur!...

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The meadow comes alive, dressed in colors, remembering times when love was newly sweet, with warm red sunsets embracing lovers whispering old secrets without conceit, while daisies dance in the balmy breezes, and bluebells sing their gladsome summer songs; wild grass beneath the lovers boldly teases now or never, love must win before the dawn of a new day with rules...

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Everyday My beautiful forever, where do I begin, Not having you in my life would be a sin. Every waking moment you’re on my mind, You my love, are truly one of a kind. For every morning when I wake, My very first thought is to send a text. Good morning dear I say to you, Days cannot start without a response from...

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first love's false flame burned way too hot and left me nothing but the want for fiery passion to remain to keep me bound in love's pleasure-pain like chasing an addiction high more and more but always just shy I find that I am in a cage I have lost this ancient war you waged so injured, I then licked my wounds...

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Your eyes? They're like midnight — not stars, just... midnight. Dark, full of something I can't name. I get lost there. I always do. It’s frustrating, kind of thrilling too. Your smile? Trouble. The kind I’d trip over twice and still chase. It hangs in the air after you leave — Like perfume or a half-finished thought. I hate how much I replay it. Your...

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The First Paradise We humans are related to the dolphins  not so smooth, that's why we stayed  near sea was shallow Fruit trees grew near the shoreline and  often apples fell into the sea, which was as a blessing, and we walked ashore On dry land, we become aware of our nakedness and hastily covered our bodies in palm leaves Flirting and lifting...

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In the unspoken stanzas of glance, A language of love is skillfully enhanced. Flushed cheeks , shy eyes , Glimmering like starry night skies. The melody of footsteps, a syncronized pace, A duet of devotion in every gaze. Fingers touch, cheeks glow red, Whispered secrets in the heart's closest thread. The eyes deep dialect, a secret code, Conveys the heart's deepest abode. The soft curves...

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So calculated so planned that man, Never telling a soul what he truly comprehends, From years of watching his elders survival, He masterfully knows how to cheer on a revival, And smiles so gracefully to draw ppl in, They all gauk he's so kind as if he lives with no sin, The compliments egg him on and so his ego grows, And...

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“To see, we must forget the name of the things we are looking at” - Quote by Claude Monet * after 'Impression, soleil levant', painting by Claude Monet ---------------------------------------------------------------------- visible outdoors to show the seen blending smooth colors, tones, light shadows follow reflecting angles smoke rises unobscured beating hearts wade used brush strokes mirrors mind high orange floats in water fleeting calmness holds gaze...

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i swore to myself when i saw who she became that i would never want a domestic life, i would never settle down. but the simple act, of holding you, listening to the sounds of your sleeping as you lay in my purple David Bowie t-shirt two sizes too big, i think i changed my mind. i want a life with you. i don't care if...

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