Free Verse Love Poems

I miss my love so much
Her smile, her look, her essence

Everyday I think… no I dream
Of her
And the beauty that she is 

If oceans could...

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You can not leave us

Think about, from up, what is our hearts, the only Heart
Okay, you don’t know, we need to move away, two ways
You...

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~ Lord Is  Coming   ~
 (  Linked  )



~O~
 


 Lord is Coming
 L
 Coming    again
 O
 Again...

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If I should get punctured, laying leaking Crimson Tide, 
call me Deacon Blues as I slowly start to die.
If they miss me, take it easy.
All...

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The sunlit eyes of love, a golden dawn,
Awakening dreams like flowers on the lawn.
They shimmer like dew on a summer morn,
Radiating warmth where hope is...

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"You know uh, I loved you in the past, I was so cringe back then"
I heard him saying, after he could now rest after years.
Even...

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Line of inquiry:
instrumentalising mind, I rested thought
employing it only when needed
shifting to heart, I became self-taught
gentling touch, voice of conscience heeded


We are alone – Together

Quietly,...

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It's just me moving towards the unknown
I see you reaching in like I should know
One's next move, hands out,
I don't... not any longer
My only excuse......

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A rustic swirling synthetic timeless illusion,
phantom birthed blossom from emanate silence,
The subtle distinction, ghastly gavotte to cremation,
a nuance that belies the true nature of our...

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The arrogance of a suicidal rose makes me rethink our standard of beauty.
In the blink of an eye it has become apparent that I have...

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Syllables seduce, syntax entices,
Vocabulary's siren call is so enticing.
Letters Dance, a lexical romance,
I'm caught in language's passionate trance.

The first date with an "ineffable," spark ignites,
"Petrichor"...

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A suffering heart

A suffering heart, just a little heart, but old, and in his life, nothing is on; just be nature, kind of yours
A suffering...

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Let me be your life's your soul a pure good of spirit of you and to on a life; getting on
Let me a lover of...

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What happens when someone falls out of love?

Is there a single, frozen in amber, sanctimonious moment when
you decide you’re too good for whomever - the...

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I am an Indian

I am a Hungarian, but I am an Indian, just loving of wood, getting a try of good
I am white, but can’t...

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