Poetry Love Quotes

Broken.As I search for hope,In the same eyesI lost it.

Jessica Kristie

I build boxesand place them at your feet,to measure the distance between dreams and reality.

Jessica Kristie

I need to work on me.The mewithout you.

Jessica Kristie

I was just an option.Blown easily to piecesand offered to the skyby the sweet laced painupon your lips.

Jessica Kristie

And they can’t understand, what hurts more— Missing the other person, or pretending not to.

My Love wakes in a puddle of sunlight.Her hands asleep beside her.Her hair draped on the lawnlike a mantle of cloth.I give her my lifefor our love is wholeI sing her beauty in my soul.

My emotions have already spilled out on a canvas; I need you my king, to rescue me from the madness!

We quenched the bulging flame, amongst the ashes embers of fire remain

Men take care of your responsibilities with maturity.

If my like for you was a footy crowd, you'd be deaf cos of the roar.And if my like for you were a boxer, there'd be a dead guy lying on the floor.And if my like for you were sugar, you'd lose your teeth before you were twenty. And if my like for you was money, let's just say you'd be spending plenty.

Poetry keeps mein a highly drunken stateof divinity.

My words are my children. I am eternally grateful to the womb of my mind for conceiving them.

We simply can’t feel fulfilled by love we pay for.

Your love is like star sky showers and magenta unicorns.

Honor a good woman because she is virtuous and honorable.

I promised her that I would never kiss and tell, but I have to tell someone about my dreams and fairytales. So I’m telling you that I kissed her.

I looked at an angel today, but the angel could not see me. The angel was more amazing than beautiful, like the best forgotten dream.

You are the mark on my liquid heartwhere love begins with the beginning’s startYou are the desire of the ablaze fires the only truth from ten-thousand-liarsFrom the poem- A Letter to My Love

Don't compare her to sunshine and roses when she's clearly orchids and moonlight.

You resting your head tenderly on my shoulders while we sit below the old Oak tree. And we smile at each other and gaze lovingly at the fascinating sunset over the hills. This moment makes me feel completely alive as if we have reached not just cloud nine or ten but also cloud infinity!

We have conversations most nights, Sylvia Plath and me. On these cold wintry nights with our coffee mugs in hand, we talk for hours and hours, Sylvia Plath and me!

She gave me hugs that were like oxygen to a dying man and uplifted my soul!

Your love intoxicates me into an intoxication of intoxicating intoxication.

You can run from the truth. You can run and hide from the truth.You can deny and avoid the truth. But you cannot destroy the truth. Nor can you make the lie true. You must know that love will always uncover the truth.

The day came when she discovered sex, sensuality, and literature; she said, 'I submit! Let my life be henceforth ruled by poetry. Let me reign as the queen of my dreams until I become nothing less than the heroine of God.