Love Longing Poems - Poems about Love Longing

When the Tide Remembers!

The sea was a whisper before it was water,
cleaved through the wind.
I stepped into its silver mouth,
waves curling something pressing in
a wistful longing for a past I never knew.

Seagulls traced ethereal designs across the expanse
their wails scattered like fragments.
Somewhere underneath the foam,
the past was fossilized within sedimentary strata
waiting for my hands to delve deep enough

A TENDER VERSE

To you I write
This tender verse
My dearest
Lover at first glance.

I was no believer
In love struck on sight
Calling it mere heat
Not heart. But you changed that.

Words may fade
Ink may dry
Even the sky may lose its blue
But with you, I feel whole.

So I write
With ink steeped in longing
Softly asking
For your hand, if you're willing.

In The Beginning

In the beginning two lovers were born
In the campus parking lot behind the student union

They clung together for 60 years
Until one day my wounded bird knew
Her broken hip would not allow her to fly again

I was too old and weak to pick her up off the floor
When she fell...she said she wanted to go to

Will You Let Me

Place my head upon your shoulder
Wrap me in Your warm embrace
Chase away these premonitions 
Grant me, Jesus, saving grace

Will you let me feel your presence?
Bring the peace of heaven near
I am fainting from my sorrows
Whisper to my heart, "You're dear!"

Will you cradle me so gently?
Sooth my tempset batterd soul
Hush those inner howling voices
Love me, heal

Poiema Too

I just caught a glimpse of you walking on past
I then caught a glimpse of you glimpsing me 
But you didn’t see me glimpsing you too
My gosh you are one fine young woman
You stirred up the feelings 
I haven’t felt like this in a while
But it made me smile
Unrequited love is a lonely place
But I

A Decade of You

Ten years ago,
I did not stumble into love,
I stepped into you,
slowly,
as one steps barefoot into morning light
knowing he will stay.

You did not arrive with thunder,
but with silence
that made everything else grow still.
You were never a spark,
you were a slow fire
that found the corners of my cold
and made them warm.

The way your eyes linger,
not asking for

When Autumn Speaks

Leaves descend on whispered breath,  
Like letters lost, unsent, unread,  
The earth exhales a chilled caress,  
Where fading days in silence tread.

October threads its smoky skein,  
Weaving tales in dusk's embrace,  
Each word a leaf, a fleeting stain,  
Drifting slow through time and space.

Cold winds hum in hollow halls,

June blooms With Love

The wages of sin are death
Yet I am dying for you
Dream lover you’re the best
Even if I never find you

You allow me to thrive
My heart fueled by your idea
Smiles from ebony eyes
With hopes to hold you near

I feel uncertain of my fate
That I should ever be yours
But despite I dream of days
We will be together

My sweetest dear

My sweetest dear
Whose eyes are my soul's elixir
Five moons upon us
As our dreams bend the stars

That paddock full of wild flowers
Now yields the softest grass
My hands passing over those seeded heads
As the wind sways them to you

We meet there one day
One day, any day , every day
Finally that dream awoken 
Nervous hands with nervous eyes

A

Let It Be

Let It Be

I held his hand through storms at night,
He clung to me with quiet might.
The world was loud, but we stayed still,
Two hearts that bent with stubborn will.
He whispered low, just let it be,
Like waves that break, then beg the sea.
We weren’t unscarred, but we were free
And that was more than fate to me.

“Let

Fragment of a Burning

Your voice cuts through steam—
warmth rising from my cup,
a faint scent of roasted earth.

I count the seconds between your words,
save the pause, that breath before you say rain—
like a quiet storm held inside your chest.

Three weeks of coffee shop mornings—
your shoulders slump deeper
with every mention of deadlines.
I memorize this angle,
how your jacket strains at the

Eclipsed by Your Light

All night I sit beside the cup
You left half-empty, growing cold—
The jasmine scent still climbs and wraps
Around the tea we once held gold.

My fingers trace your ghosted ring
On wood where breath once left its trace.
This fading circle won’t undo—
You vanished into summer’s face.

I press your sweater to my cheek
And breathe the orange blossom air
That lingered

Random Thoughts 2: Her

When I saw her
I became aware
Of the Earth's gravity
And my mass tethering my body
To this rock in space

When You Return

You left me
And in your absence lives
The memory of canyon echoes
Jasmines after a spring rain
Grass stains on blue jeans
And the color of a sunset sky
Reflected off chrome

When you return
It will be with the fanfare
Of a hundred screaming seagulls
Steaming hot chocolate
Bluer skies, bluer jeans
And the scent of jasmines
That reminds both of us of home.

LOVE AND LIFE

Love has no rhythm or rhyme. 
It strikes anytime. 
It is like lightning coming from the sky. 
It hits a person straight out of line. 
It can come from far away, or by just looking at a photograph. 
It can come from someone close by. 
It can be someone we would never pick. 
It knows

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