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Love Poems

Her Savior

I’ll give her my love if it means to save her
Anything to stop her eyes from bleeding water
As she dies from the pain in her heart
Maybe my love can bring life back to this fine art

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You Are In Love With Her

If after seeing her;
You smell the fragrance,
Of the absent flower;
You feel the pleasant excitement,

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A Love That Could Never Be

Is it wrong to love you if you’re so far away?
To wish to hold you and ask if you’re okay?
When I call and you’re not there, it hurts,
I wonder if this relationship will work.

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Forever Is the New Never

If only I had the courage to say this to you
I never new love until I met you
We shared our hearts, minds, bodies, and souls
We shared a connection so deep

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Scent of Your Perfume

I am so happily doomed and groomed
By the enchanting scent of your perfume
You have such a wonderful bouquet
It doesth hold the spring Magnolias at bay,

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To be Shakespeare

If I were Shakespeare…I’d write you a Sonnet
Allow me, alas to serenade you in a String Quartet
I’d play Shostakovich, Beethoven even Hayden
In soft vibrations of a cello, viola and violins,

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It’s You.

You lie everyday to make it easy
But who is it easy for?
You sulk everyday to resist the pain
But who feels it?

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Heart.

A heart sees what it wants.
A heart chooses between what’s good and bad.
A heart complains when feeling beaten or lost.
A heart needs what it wants.

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HOPE FOR A HOPE

The river of time is flowing and laving every second of my life
Wish I can make it stop even just for a while
I am buried under my own thoughts and it’s hard to breathe
My soul is drowned in the tears of grieve

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A Love Like This

If her love is a river, and it couldn’t flow,
could I ever break the dam?
If her heart was broken, hurt, and lonely
could God mend it again?

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