Romantic Poem

Just lost love that doesn't know where to go, so if I gave my love to all I don't know, then I will be here even after I'm gone from this world, just my way of helping.

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It carries the true essence of love, for love is a choice made without selfish intentions.

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Searching Soul


Published by Family Friend Poems April 2011 with permission of the author.

I crawl in bed and lay my head upon my pillow,
with thoughts of the day falling away.
Behind my eyes your face comes to me with love.
I can see your trust for me in your eyes,
your windows.
I reach out my hand to you as you turn to leave me.
I touch your hand, you stop.
I move to face you, to see your soul..
As I come to your face, only for you to turn away again.
What are you hiding from?
Let me see.
You don’t know how to give your heart away.
Pain keeps you scared, afraid to be open.
Fear has you frozen.
I place my hands along you face
and bring you down to my eyes.
Look deep within your windows to your soul.
I see your fear there holding tight to you.
I place my lips to yours and breathe your air in.
In return, I breathe mine into you.
With one deep breath your walls fall, and a new feeling is replaced.
Love is now within you.
I close my eyes and kiss you goodbye.
You ask me to stay, why must you go, you say.
I say I have gifted you my love.
It is now yours.
Keep it safe, share it, love like never before.
Share the gift we are all giving.
I turn from you and walk away with joy in my heart.
My love for you now is never ending.
You will always carry me within your soul,
Even though I have never been with you.


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Has this poem touched you? Share your story!
  • Gugu by Gugu
  • 10 years ago

It carries the true essence of love, for love is a choice made without selfish intentions.

  • Kelsey by Kelsey
  • 10 years ago

This poem reminds me of love because it reminds you of what love really is, it inspires the writers mind, how they think for one self and how they really feel. I myself write poems

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