Love Poetry Quotes

[…] but she cannot make him eat, like you.

Never fear the thing you feel-- Only by love is life made real

My earliest poems appear almost skeletal to me now - it seems I've learned to add meat, muscle and a nice suit of clothes.

During our first date, I wanted to hold your hand so badI almost cut mine offand threw it at youto see if you would catch it

How can love's spaciousnessbe conveyed in the narrowconfines of one syllable?

I hate the day, because it lendeth lightTo see all things, but not my love to see.

Não estatize meus sentimentos. Pra seu governo, o meu estado é independente.

I am deep. therefore you can't wade in the kiddie pool and expect to find me." - Alfa"And I've never wanted to drown until now." - JmStorm

How to raise sons who respect women:Never give them the opportunity to see you disrespect yourself.

You have dirty hands and dark wild eyes, but by far you are the purest heart I have ever known.

Put the two of us together and we become like moonlight and fireflies... all burning and glowing and lighting up the night.

Show me a little bit of your soul under all those pretty words you spill, and I promise you I will drink every last drop.

I have an attraction to strangeand unusual things.I find them interesting, spellbinding, utterly fascinating.

She’s over the top rebellious, but damn her heart overflowing with insane love.She shakes thing up.Doesn’t play by rules and certainly fitsin nobody’s pretty perfect box.

You broke meI’m trying to put allthe piecesback togetherThe processis takinglonger than expected.

Every word on every page, represents a love that captured this heart... fully, and never set it free.

Tell me about the love you've lost. Maybe my story won't seem so horrifying.

I don't expect you to fight over me... But I do expect you to fight for me... for us.

I'm tired again this morning. Was I sleepwalking in your nightmares again last night?

She's fire. But she won't burn you... she knows all too well, how it feel to live with ashes.

He said he'd never opened up to anyone... But that confiding in me, was like learning to breathe all over again. I don't know about you, but how do you turn away from that?

I wouldn't go back in time to erase you... No. I'd go back just to feel you twice. Then I'd press replay - again and again.

I wanted it to be you. I wanted your eyes to be locked with mine during every fear and tear experienced throughout my lifetime.

If you find yourself still clinging to every feeling you thought was lost forever... Maybe, just maybe, it's the only place you can be found.

The day she realized they were never meant to be, is the day she now calls her - Birthday.

I write about pain so you know you're not alone. I've felt it too. I'm releasing it... in hope that you will too.

I was feeling a bit overwhelmed earlier. Thinking - what if it doesn't work out this time... again. And then I remembered my rebound rate is pretty damn good. It's my super power.

All of the reasons we decided to part, elude me now.

You were nothing more than a daydream that a beautiful heart was bound to fall in love with, and daydreams aren't real and beautiful hearts trust easily, fall fast and crash hard.

Lionhearted woman carrying silver swords beneath your skin. Your heart is huge, copious courage you hold within. You fight and never give in when the cause is worthy, brave valiant woman.

How do you know they aren't the one? At the first sight of total disregard for your hurt, your gut will feel uneasy. I'm reminding you to listen up.

If I had known his favorite game was mental twister, I would have suggested a movie over game night.

I never asked anything of him, yet he gave me everything. he did not run...

She wasn't chaos. She was more of a slow burn that caught in your heart... and then you had no choice but to engulf her all at once. She was home.

All he did was breathe life into my soul. I was a conquest. An easy one, and you don't know how badly it hurts to know that I was used and tried for a time. Then thrown back.

I've never met anyone who loves in the same way. But that's the beauty of finding the heart meant for yours. The right love will accept the 'not so lovable' parts of you too.

I hear you knocking but I can't let you in. The last time almost killed me. Love, My heart

I fell out of love with him and he thought I fell in love with someone else, I did. I fell in love with me.

Love does not pay attention to timetables or knock when it is convenient for you. True love shows up unexpectedly, bags fully packed, daring you to offer it a place to stay.

Be careful with those promises who whisper while wooing and loving someone. There are those that take them to heart, and some who take them to soul.

I'm still in love with the parts I believed to be true. All the lies that began and ended with 'I love you'.

She tells everyone she's taken. Yet her heart whispers: he's taking too long.

There are days when my imagination in my enemy. It likes to keep me company in my darkest of times and romanticizes a past that was more of a horror story than a fairytale.

Those with wild hearts love biglove fiercelylove with every fiberof their feral being.

Such hungry desperation in a single kiss when it's enamored in love and bathed in bliss.

Silence can be lovely or disturbing, depending on the source.

I wear the words we didn't say. My heart is clothed in them every day.

You think it's easy to forget someone who made you look forward to tomorrow... And I hope you never experience convincing a paralyzed heart to keep on beating when it simply wants to die.

They beg you for transparency. Yet when you give them a peek behind the curtain shrouding your hear, they run in sheer fright.

I hurt in places that you brought back from the dead. Now I have to lay them to rest again.