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Lovers holding hands stroll through crowded streets oblivious to everything but each other. If you've ever been alone, it seems like everybody's has someone except for you. When you can share your life with another, the whole world is completely different. Everything is better when you have the privilege to love and be loved by another. This experience is unique. It cannot be described unless it is experienced. To love is to taste from the fruits of the Garden of Eden. It is truly the sweetest of the sweet.

I never thought I would like someone in my school that's Pierre Porter. So I did, we when to a trip that was mono cliff, so my heart felt so happy that's why I wrote "the stones began to fall away as happiness began to fill my day".

Once I had a heart of stone,
For it had surely lost it's home,
It could not love or wanted too,
But in my life then came you,
The stones began to fall away,
As happiness began to fill my day,
A feeling so sweet and happy too,
Could this be love,
I pray is true.
My heart now sings a song of love,
For all I know it was send from above,
My heart is warm,
There's no cold hard no more,
Because when I seen you,
You made my heart from,
I soars above the sky so high,
Sometimes I think why and cry,
My heart now sings a loving song,
For the part of me I thought was gone.

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Rating: 4.25

Votes: 28

Poem of the Week
By Connor Burkett

When you look up to the stars Does your mind race like mine? Asking silently, as your mind races violently, "How can this be? How lucky we are, together forever, you and me."

When you look up to the stars
Does your mind race like mine?
Asking silently, as your mind races violently,
"How can this be?
How lucky we are, together forever, you and me."

Seeing, smelling, feeling your touch.
Keeps my heart beating, you are my crutch
That keeps my soul steady and my mind in the clouds
Thinking of seeing you in all of these crowds.
Pushing and passing to find you my dear.
To hold you, to feel you and lose all fear.

Hoping you're sleeping steady and dreaming sweet
Of one day soon that we shall be, Together again
You and I.
Holding hands and locking eyes
Our lips will touch, on our wedding day and there will be no goodbyes.
No vows shall be broken, until our dying day.

Our family will be stable, and loved more each day
Holding our child as we ride on a sleigh.
Through the fields and daisies and tall warm grass
Our lives will be perfect, and will never pass
Only time is what we have to keep us together.
Keeping our promises, and holding on Forever.

When our time comes, to pass on by
We will both remember.
How lucky we are to have
Just You and I.

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Rating: 4.24

Votes: 34

Poem of the Week
By Ryan Ross

I'm Ryan and I'm a 19 year old in college. I had a tough life in high school and before that, but when I got to college, all that changed. I found the most incredible girl ever. I had been wishing upon shooting stars for years hoping that I'd find the perfect girl that I could some day marry, and I honestly think that wish came true when I got here to college. She is the best thing that has ever happened to me, and saved my life from depression and confusion.

I am happy, I am fine,
Especially since you are mine.
The day I met you
Was a wish come true.

Remember I will always love you,
Don't forget these feelings are still new.
Your smile brings out the best in me,
You are the greatest anything ever be.

Your joy, your laugh, your love
Really keeps me going when push comes to shove.
You are the light that shines down upon my life,
So I can't wait for the day to call you my wife.

The sky shows a new shade of blue.
It is brighter, like my feelings are too.
For you, everyday my heart grows in size,
And I nearly melt every time I look into your eyes.

We will make it through thick and thin,
As long as we're together, we'll always win.
You are like the pea to my pod,
Because you must have been sent by God.

Please stay with me forever,
We can do it, never say never.
You are so kind, so gentle, so sweet,
And with you, my life is simply... complete.

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Rating: 4.2

Votes: 35

Poem of the Week
By Jill Elizabeth

What does it mean, to truly love –
To find the person you are meant to find?
The one whose life fits yours like a glove,
Who turns two ones into a matched set, a two of a kind.

Suddenly a rosy-red sunset, a flash of lightning in brilliant blue-white,
The grace of a soaring flight of birds –
These things take on new meaning when you know it’s right;
Clichés are magically no longer just banal words.

They represent the wonder and amazement, the awe, the bliss
Of all that you feel. The words themselves are no longer the point –
All that matters is the hope, the spark, the kiss,
The touch of the divine, whose spirit deigned to anoint.

It happens in an instant; the Other suddenly is the central part.
From just a piece they have become the very fabric of your heart.

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Rating: 4.2

Votes: 5


Morning has come, to take me away. I wish by your side, forever I could stay.

Morning has come, to take me away.
I wish by your side, forever I could stay.
I have to get up, I have to go
Can you hear me grunt, can you here me moan.

Hold you tight, is all I want to do.
I don’t want to leave, to see you soon.
Warm and cozy, I lay by your side.
If I don‘t come, do you think they won’t mind?

My life my reason is right next to me.
So how does one just get up to leave?
I suppose I have to drag myself out,
And accept the day, working about.

But know just how every moment I’ll miss,
Having you close feeling a bliss.
Sharing my love and all my soul,
Holding you tight through this morning’s cold.

From Me To You

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Rating: 4.13

Votes: 15

By Courtney Bleu

The feeling, the memories of love often interrupt daily pursuits, though, would anyone want it any other way?

It begins again.
I am in the office,
Working on several things at once,
Always trying to stay busy.
Because every momentary pause
Allows it to begin again

Your whispered thoughts
Dance around my remembering
How you persuaded my lips to smile
While my yearnings,
Twisted flames leaping atop candles,
Burned through that table of white linen

Copier paper cuts disrupt
Zephyrs of my counterfeited daydream
Resetting my errant path, quantifiably
Altering proficiency until someone’s music
Tenderly presses notes into my heart
And it begins again

In the hallway my turn becomes a twirl
And my steps slide into a samba
Across the narrow courtyard
Where you worked my body
And played nice with my mind
As my resistance nuzzled next to your affection

Until a misaligned manuscript topples floorward,
Snapping me head up, eyes open
A fully conscious worker bee
Moving desk to office to chair to colleague
Brushing against me, hard muscle under soft shirt
And it begins again

Office currents collect and redirect
How the essence of a breezy salacious scent
Slip-slides beneath my nose, teases my mind,
Sends me on a cloud nine float of who cares
Where I’ll land tomorrow, so long
As I land on you tonight, to begin it all again

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Rating: 4.06

Votes: 16

By Reggie White

Reliving the wonder of the first meeting right up to the wedding day.

The night is festive, alive and upbeat
Girls night out
So seems the same for the men
It begins, the signs to see

The look in the eye
The rustle of the hair
A quick stare that lingers
A smile ensues

The language of the body
Begins it's course
The look from the eye is happy
For indeed the smile is a sign

He does the man walk with a swagger
Knowing this language will surely arouse
The senses of this female
Who has herself begun her move

Her smile has not diminished, no not in the least
As a matter of fact it spreads even more
She dips her head a bit
And with the stroke of the hand

She brushes the hair back
Revealing her ear, she lifts her eyes
He spots some love in those eyes?
What language they speak

The language of the body

They become close over the space of time
He knows it is right, yes it is right
He looks into eyes that have smiled
The smile of love

As he begins to speak, both hearts are pounding
The air is filled with anticipation
He reaches and retrieves, the box
Surely she speaks to herself and not aloud

This is a good sign

The box is opened to reveal the ring
As he speaks the words, Will you marry me?
These eyes of love are filled now with tears
She accepts from this man, this symbol of love

The space of time continued as plans were made
And the time has come on this a wedding day
The vows are said, the marriage is done
For in the space of time, they two became one

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Rating: 4

Votes: 9

By Niamh Galvin

I wrote this poem to show that when you are young you can spend your summer with your other half, life seems like bliss. That is how I spent my summer. Hope others can relate to my experiences, Niamh x

Summer time is here
With laughter and love everywhere
Me & you
Together under skies of blue
With the sun shining up high
From routine we bid goodbye
Traveling to the fairs
Partying where the music blares
We walk hand in hand
Along the beaches sand
The cool water making us screech
Heaven is within our reach
Full of pleasure we will smile
Off to festivals we will go for a while
Laughing around a campfire
The world is ours to admire
Gazing into each others faces
Summer brings us to different places
The sun shining on our backs
Dancing ''till we reach our max
Marveling at the sights about
Loving without doubt
Horse races or market places
New memories are being made
Ones like these will never fade
Happiness ever lasting
Summer is the king
At beach parties together we will sing
Telling stories about the last time
Summer was this divine
Sun kissed from head to toe
From beach to beach we will go
Lying out, talking
Enjoying it with one another or just walking
Here is summer along with its delights
Bringing our summer and its happiness to its heights.
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

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Rating: 4

Votes: 4

By Jared Champigny

I always have been a sensitive person and this is from the heart I don't really know what else to say

Love is two people being there for each other through the good times and the bad

Love is two people working together like the moon and the ocean to make each other stronger

Love is when if you could you would wake up to each other ever morning and look forward to the next

Love is beyond anything physical when every kiss feels like the first

Love is when two hearts beat in unison to one another although to make two hearts one

Love is when you will do anything for them and protect them from any harm and won't warm them in any way

Love is when you look into each others eyes for a second and get lost in them for a lifetime

Love is when you know everything about each other and the word SECRET is never used

love is something felt between two people and only to people this is true love

it can't be bought or forced and it can't be faked....

It just happens

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Rating: 3.95

Votes: 38

By David Yearwood

Love knows no distance, we must make the distance shorter, express how you feel, what you want, express your desires, needs and wants, love can be that real feeling!

My love, how much I want to be there with you,
To feel your touch and see your smile.
To hear you say, I love you so,
For all the ways you'll show me how.

O my love, I long to be with you,
O my love, words will never express,
The feelings I have for you inside,
I'll give my all, just to be with you,

being in your arms, safe and sound,
to see your tender smile again.
Holding me softly, with your tender touch,
being ever so close and never apart.

O my Love I need You so,
my soul is on fire.
My passion and emotion is here for you,
with much desire, I just can't explain.
My heart is ready to surrender all.

Come to me, I'm ready for love,
I want it to be, that special time!

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Rating: 3.94

Votes: 71

We two form a multitude

- Ovid

Love is composed of a single soul inhabiting two bodies.

- Aristotle