Summer Love Hurts Poems

**Whispers of the Heart**

In the quiet corners of our shared existence,
Where time slows and the world fades away,
I weave these words—a tapestry of affection,
A love...

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I'm fading away to oblivion
Fates lead me to having a heart made of obsidian
Shatters easily but cuts deep
I'm feeling so weak, I can't believe it's...

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It's what you may think
I miss you when I blink
it's sounds crazy to say
but don't ever go away

Broken arrows
Cupids failed
aint everytime
that love prevails
play in summer
prepare...

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i remember all of our first times
all of our poems

i've always been safer in air
yet you kept me afloat in rushing tides
but
without your beautiful silhouette...

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The revelation is deep when a natural man has founded his good thing with many complications three claims we heard three husbands by the natural...

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A Bright Yellow Golden Moon Floating High Above


A bright yellow golden moon floating high above
Its radiant rays falling softly to our sweet earth
Beauty, flowers, her...

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Gifts are scented,gifts are rosy
Gifts are full of Eden shimmer
Rosy Summer, sing and murmur
In the silver beams of moon
Sun and ocean with wind whisper
On a...

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I'm afraid O world of Verse! 
From hands of wilful callous death
It may be so that I may cease
Before I render thee my breath,

Thou stand...

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I find myself looking at a vacant sky. 
If he is the one, then God I will pray. 
We finished high-school,
We're going to different colleges....

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 Violins whisper on warm summer night
Nightingale twitters a song just for me
Lost and alone I have lost my knight
heartbreaking moment I failed to see.

Birds...

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In a far-off land, by the moonlit sea,
Two lovers once stood, as young as could be,
Hand in hand, they pledged their love,
A promise to keep,...

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I still see
our memory of the first time we met
your blue eyes full of glit
Like the blue eyes alit.

I still see
our memory of the first...

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We stayed out late at night: back then;
In the warmer months of the season
We would go down to the lake for fun.

If it hadn't been...

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In some strange blue green aurora borealis kind of way
my days are an aged book 
I smell of leather bindings 
spine dented
I noticed my own...

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Our hearts are strangers ....
Our souls are detached ....
I can feel you slipping through my hands like grains of sand.. 
When I hear your voice...

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