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Love Poems For Her: Love can be a tricky thing to navigate at times, but when you find the right person, it doesn’t seem so bad.
Love poems for her are a great way to express your feelings for her and you will never have to write a poem again to show her how you feel. You have heard it said that the pen is mightier than the sword and this is true in more ways than one. In fact, writing a poem and sending it to her will be much easier than trying to say what you are feeling in words.
So, give her a boost of happiness and check out these melt, deep, short love poems for her that she will be sure to enjoy.
Romantic Love Poems For Her
Your lips so soft and red,
the thought of kissing you is stuck in my head.
Your beauty so bright and warm,
shining through the darkest storm.
Your eyes sparkle like stars in the night sky.
When I stare into them I feel like I am soaring high.
My love for you is pure and true.
I never stop thinking of you.
The sound of your voice saying, “I love you,” makes my heart pound,
because I know my one and only I’ve truly found.
I promise to love you for every moment of forever,
and when everything else crumbles, I will never.
I am your armor to protect you from harm,
like you are to me, a lucky charm.
For you are my heart, my soul.
Baby, you are my whole world.
— Jamie Emm
I am far from solid core,
far from the plane ride to paradise,
far from the sodium dream,
but I am here
and here
I am looking around.
— Allison Grayhurst
Without you I am incomplete, never have I missed someone so, my arms long to hold you tight, and I’ll never let you go. Your face, your lips, your soul, your heart, please promise me we’ll never again be apart. For without you, I am but a shell, you are my heaven and without you is hell.
— Anonymous
Your femininity attracts me;
Your steady strength supports me;
Your tenderness sustains me;
You’re the perfect love for me.
— Anonymous
My love is as a fever, longing still
For that which longer nurseth the disease,
Feeding on that which doth preserve the ill,
Th’ uncertain sickly appetite to please.
My reason, the physician to my love,
Angry that his prescriptions are not kept,
Hath left me, and I desperate now approve
Desire is death, which physic did except.
Past cure I am, now reason is past care,
And frantic-mad with evermore unrest;
My thoughts and my discourse as madmen’s are,
At random from the truth vainly expressed:
For I have sworn thee fair, and thought thee bright,
Who art as black as hell, as dark as night.
— William Shakespeare
I promise to Love you through the good times and bad
I’ll Love you when I’m angry, hurt and mad
Love is a choice I’ve made to devote my life
To making you, my world, my wife
Nothing will ever change that choice that I’ve made
Even when we feel our Love start to fade
It’s inside my soul, and nothing can shake
My Love for you, that’s a promise I won’t break
— Sean Short
I’ll plant a row of daisy seeds,
In the space below each eye,
So they’ll remind you of your beauty,
When they bloom each time you cry.
— Anonymous
My mistress’ eyes are nothing like the sun;
Coral is far more red than her lips’ red;
If snow be white, why then her breasts are dun;
If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head.
I have seen roses damasked, red and white,
But no such roses see I in her cheeks,
And in some perfumes is there more delight
Than in the breath that from my mistress reeks.
I love to hear her speak, yet well I know,
That music hath a far more pleasing sound.
I grant I never saw a goddess go;
My mistress when she walks treads on the ground.
And yet, by heaven, I think my love as rare
As any she belied with false compare.
— William Shakespeare
I know a girl who is better than strawberry.
She is farther than the grand white Fujiyama.
She is purer than the water of the wholly Suraj Tal
From where the stream of Chandra flows down
The gorgeous heights of the Himalayas.
She is the spring of joy to me.
– Kabir Raichand
Her body is not so white as
anemone petals nor so smooth—nor
so remote a thing. It is a field
of the wild carrot taking
the field by force; the grass
does not raise above it.
Here is no question of whiteness,
white as can be, with a purple mole
at the center of each flower.
Each flower is a hand’s span
of her whiteness. Wherever
his hand has lain there is
a tiny purple blossom under his touch
to which the fibres of her being
stem one by one, each to its end,
until the whole field is a
white desire, empty, a single stem,
a cluster, flower by flower,
a pious wish to whiteness gone over—
or nothing.
— William Carlos Williams
I have been blessed, I live only for your happiness, for you my love, I will give you my last breath.
— Anonymous
She walks in beauty, like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies;
And all that’s best of dark and bright
Meet in her aspect and her eyes;
Thus mellowed to that tender light
Which heaven to gaudy day denies.
One shade the more, one ray the less,
Had half impaired the nameless grace
Which waves in every raven tress,
Or softly lightens o’er her face;
Where thoughts serenely sweet express,
How pure, how dear their dwelling-place.
And on that cheek, and o’er that brow,
So soft, so calm, yet eloquent,
The smiles that win, the tints that glow,
But tell of days in goodness spent,
A mind at peace with all below,
A heart whose love is innocent!
— Lord Byron
It’s all I have to bring today—
This, and my heart beside—
This, and my heart, and all the fields—
And all the meadows wide—
Be sure you count—should I forget
Some one the sum could tell—
This, and my heart, and all the Bees
Which in the Clover dwell.
— Emily Dickenson
Come to me in my dreams, and then
By day I shall be well again!
For so the night will more than pay
The hopeless longing of the day.
Come, as thou cam’st a thousand times,
A messenger from radiant climes,
And smile on thy new world, and be
As kind to others as to me!
Or, as thou never cam’st in sooth,
Come now, and let me dream it truth,
And part my hair, and kiss my brow,
And say, My love why sufferest thou?
Come to me in my dreams, and then
By day I shall be well again!
For so the night will more than pay
The hopeless longing of the day.
— Matthew Arnold
The Nymph that undoes me, is fair and unkind;
No less than a wonder by Nature designed.
She’s the grief of my heart, the joy of my eye;
And the cause of a flame that never can die!
Her mouth, from whence wit still obligingly flows,
Has the beautiful blush, and the smell, of the rose.
Love and Destiny both attend on her will;
She wounds with a look; with a frown, she can kill!
The desperate Lover can hope no redress;
Where Beauty and Rigour are both in excess!
In Sylvia they meet; so unhappy am I!
Who sees her, must love; and who loves her, must die!
— George Etherege
Before I met you,
I felt that I couldn’t love anyone,
That nobody would be able to fill the void in my heart,
But that all changed when I met you.
Then I came to realize you were always on my mind.
You’re funny and sweet.
You make me laugh and smile.
You take away all my anger and sadness.
You make me weak when I talk to you.
Then I started to write poems about you.
Now I have come to realize that I am hopelessly in love with you.
— Keith Hank
When you come to me, unbidden,
Beckoning me
To long-ago rooms,
Where memories lie.
Offering me, as to a child, an attic,
Gatherings of days too few.
Baubles of stolen kisses.
Trinkets of borrowed loves.
Trunks of secret words,
I CRY.
— Maya Angelou
What do I see in you? Oh boy. Oh boy,
I see mountains and rivers a lifetime of joy,
I see the sun shining on the greyest day,
I see clouds of silver lining my way,
What do I see in you? Oceans of blue,
Colourful rainbows, morning dew,
Trees of glory displaying leaves of green,
I see goodness and beauty in all living things.
I hear creatures of darkness prowling the night,
But I’m safe in your arms as you hold me real tight,
I feel the whispers of the wind entwining my soul,
I feel you breathing, that makes me whole.
I hear the rain falling, and the sun on my face,
I feel the shadows of darkness as me you embrace,
I feel happiness and laughter tears and sorrow,
But without you my love there would be no tomorrow.
I feel thunder and lightning, whenever you’re near,
I feel whispers of love wind brings to my ear,
But of all of the things that nature may bring,
It’s your love I cherish above everything.
— Shelagh Bullman
When I feel the warmth in her heart
I know she is the one from whom I shall never depart
When I rest my head on her knees
I can weave a future of dreams
As my love, I silently profess
To my darling Princess.
— Anonymous
She had the most beautiful thing that I had ever seen
And it took only her laugh to realize
that beauty was the least of her.
— Atticus
One day I wrote her name upon the strand,
But came the waves and washed it away:
Again I wrote it with a second hand,
But came the tide, and made my pains his prey.
“Vain man,” said she, “that dost in vain assay,
A mortal thing so to immortalize;
For I myself shall like to this decay,
And eke my name be wiped out likewise.”
“Not so,” (quod I) “let baser things devise
To die in dust, but you shall live by fame:
My verse your vertues rare shall eternize,
And in the heavens write your glorious name:
Where whenas death shall all the world subdue,
Our love shall live, and later life renew.”
— Edmund Spenser
Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate:
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer’s lease hath all too short a date;
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimm’d;
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance or nature’s changing course untrimm’d;
But thy eternal summer shall not fade,
Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow’st;
Nor shall death brag thou wander’st in his shade,
When in eternal lines to time thou grow’st:
So long as men can breathe or eyes can see,
So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.
—William Shakespeare
I don’t love you as if you were a rose of salt, topaz,
or arrow of carnations that propagate fire:
I love you as one loves certain obscure things,
secretly, between the shadow and the soul.
I love you as the plant that doesn’t bloom but carries
the light of those flowers, hidden, within itself,
and thanks to your love the tight aroma that arose
from the earth lives dimly in my body.I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where,
I love you directly without problems or pride:
I love you like this because I don’t know any other way to love,
except in this form in which I am not nor are you,
so close that your hand upon my chest is mine,
so close that your eyes close with my dreams
—Pablo Neruda
You will come one day in a waver of love,
Tender as dew, impetuous as rain,
The tan of the sun will be on your skin,
The purr of the breeze in your murmuring speech,
You will pose with a hill-flower grace.
You will come, with your slim, expressive arms,
A poise of the head no sculptor has caught
And nuances spoken with shoulder and neck,
Your face in pass-and-repass of moods
As many as skies in delicate change
Of cloud and blue and flimmering sun.
Yet,
You may not come, O girl of a dream,
We may but pass as the world goes by
And take from a look of eyes into eyes,
A film of hope and a memoried day.
— Carl Sandburg
For her this rhyme is penned, whose luminous eyes,
Brightly expressive as the twins of Loeda,
Shall find her own sweet name, that, nestling lies
Upon the page, enwrapped from every reader.
Search narrowly the lines!—they hold a treasure
Divine—a talisman—an amulet
That must be worn at heart. Search well the measure—
The words—the syllables! Do not forget
The trivialest point, or you may lose your labor!
And yet there is in this no Gordian knot
Which one might not undo without a sabre,
If one could merely comprehend the plot.
Enwritten upon the leaf where now are peering
Eyes scintillating soul, there lie perdus
Three eloquent words oft uttered in the hearing
Of poets, by poets—as the name is a poet’s, too.
Its letters, although naturally lying
Like the knight Pinto—Mendez Ferdinando—
Still form a synonym for Truth—Cease trying!
You will not read the riddle, though you do the best you can do.
— Edgar Allan Poe
Deep Love Poems For Her
My angel, my life, my entire world, please be with me always, my one and only girl. I love you so deeply, that I know is so true, for there is no one else, my heart beats just for you. No matter what happens, you’re always the one, that I want to come home to, I’m the Earth to your sun.
I dream of a woman clothed in white.
She wears wings that shine with golden light.
Her hair is fine like that of an olden wife.
Her eyes hold a vision of the road of life.
She whispers love through the winds.
Then rivers of love flow to my heart and my spirit ascends.
I grow embraced by heavenly heights.
Then glow rays of warmth and light.
I wait only for her touch of the purest.
I fall to her holding of love, of spirit!
We become one in loving presence together.
In love, we come to heaven forever.
Like two doves we sing and dance.
Love of a queen and king.
Love will forever last.
I’ll be the warrior to fight for our love;
We’ll fly together, fly higher than the dove.
I’ll be your wall and shield you from danger;
I’ll take all the pains, for to me they are no stranger.
You’ll be the queen in the kingdom of my heart;
And then I’ll be the king, so we’ll never be apart.
You’ll be my majesty— I will serve you forever;
And for all of the times, I will leave you never
You came into my life like a star
And filled my heart with joy
You took my pain as if it was yours
And gave me love that no one could.
You gave me a shoulder to cry on
You were my pillar when I was falling
You were my strength when I felt low
With your smile, you made my living on earth worthwhile.
A smile is such a lovely thing especially upon your face;
hiding all the sorrows or simply taking their place.
A kindly spoken word means so much when from you,
it comforts my weary heart or when I’m feeling blue.
A song can make our hearts dance in pretty fast-paced clips
when we hear the melody of our love’s unconquerable grips.
Words could lift my spirits and sweet compassion find;
put your hand in mine alone and peace will fill my mind.
A smile, a word, a song, a look – seem small little things
but when love sparks an action, what blessings they bring.
I love your lips when they’re wet with wine
And red with a wild desire;
I love your eyes when the Lovelight lies
Lit with a passionate fire.
I love your arms when the warm white flesh
Touches mine in a fond embrace;
I love your hair when the strands enmesh
Your kisses on my face.
I love my eyes
When you look into them.
I love my name
When you whisper it
And love my heart
When you love it.
I love my life,
Because you are the part of it.
You gave light to my soul
You helped me to be whole
I have felt love for you before
And it will be more and more,
You are mine, my dear
You are the angel from above
Who taught me how to love.
Please, forever keep me near.
Your lips so soft and red,
the thought of kissing you is stuck in my head.
Your beauty so bright and warm,
shining through the darkest storm.
Your eyes sparkle like stars in the night sky.
When I stare into them I feel like I am soaring high.
My love for you is pure and true.
I never stop thinking of you.
The sound of your voice saying, “I love you,” makes my heart pound,
because I know my one and only I’ve truly found.
I promise to love you for every moment of forever,
and when everything else crumbles, I will never.
I am your armor to protect you from harm,
like you are to me, a lucky charm.
For you are my heart, my soul.
Baby, you are my whole world.
Thoughts of you surround me.
You’re the beating of my heart.
The love you give defines me.
My life is no longer dark.
You give your hand so sweetly.
I am lost if you’re away.
You have me so completely.
I cherish you night and day.
Without your breath, I cannot live.
I need your lips on mine.
Nothing at all I wouldn’t give.
I’ll take nothing and be fine.
For in your arms I’m always home,
So happy and so proud.
Never a day you’ll feel alone,
And I’ll yell it oh so loud.
I love you with all my heart.
Short Love Poems For Her
and if you are to love
and if you are to love,
love as the moon loves;
it does not steal the night —
it only unveils the beauty
of the dark.
— Isra Al-thibeh
When I see you again
When I see you again,
I’ll stand closer,
So you can hear my heartbeat,
and understand,
What I could never say.
— Entela Gjetja
From “One Hundred Years of Solitude
It’s enough for me to be sure that you and I exist at this moment.
— Gabriel García Márquez
Love is anterior to life
Love is anterior to life,
Posterior to death,
Initial of creation, and
The exponent of breath.
— Emily Dickinson
The minute I heard my first love story
The minute I heard my first love story,
I started looking for you, not knowing
how blind that was.
Lovers don’t finally meet somewhere.
They’re in each other all along.”
― Rumi
love is a place
love is a place
& through this place of
love move
(with brightness of peace)
all places
yes is a world
& in this world of
yes live
(skilfully curled)
all worlds
— e.e. cummings
I love you, in ways you’ve never been loved
I love you,
in ways
you’ve never been
loved,
for reasons you’ve never been
told,
for longer than you think you
deserved
and with more
than you will ever know existed
inside
me.
― Tyler Knott Gregson
Give Away
Love that is hoarded moulds at last
Until we know some day
The only thing we ever have
Is what we give away.
— Louis Ginsberg
Passing Time
Your skin like dawn
Mine like musk
One paints the beginning
of a certain end.
The other, the end of a
sure beginning.
— Maya Angelou
Lying next to you
Lying next to you
or three hundred miles away,
I am yours
just the same.
— Aurora Raine
I want to
I want to
travel the world
with you.
Make love
in new cities.
I want to be new
with you.
— Christopher Poindexter
new year’s eve
baby, you are my
new year’s eve,
the beginning and end
of everything.
— Jessica Katoff
let love
let love
kiss your palm.
tuck it into
your back pocket
or some other
safe place.
let it stay.
— Alison A. Malee
your cologne
your cologne
smelled like
the rest of
my life
— Ben Maxfield
Idle Dreams
In idle dreams of long ago,
I imagined my true love;
A perfect match, a soulmate,
An angel from above.
Now you’re here, and now I know
Our love will stay and thrive and grow.
— Joanna Fuchs
first love
you might not have been my first love
but you were the love that made
all other loves seem
irrelevant ― Rupi Kaur
Defeated by Love
The sky was lit
by the splendor of the moon
So powerful
I fell to the ground
Your love
has made me sure
I am ready to forsake
this worldly life
and surrender
to the magnificence
of your Being
— Rumi
I do not know if I will ever be complete
I do not know
if I
will ever be
complete,
but I know
whatever I am,
You will always be the rest of me. ― Tyler Knott Gregson
A sky
full
of stars
and he
was staring
at her. — Atticus
give your love to me
As nectar fills the flower,
giving sustenance to the bee,
I need you every hour,
to give your love to me.
— Anonymous
Love of My Life
When I think of you.
I know you think of me too.
Our life is like a dream.
A beautiful moon beam.
Keep me in your heart.
So that we will never part.
— Jennifer Betts
Melt Love Poems For Her
I love you to the moon and back,
I love you as the stars in the sky.
I love you like the drops of rain in the sea.
I love you as the blue of the sky,
I love you like the blades of grass.
I love you as the heat from the sun,
I love you like the breaths of all beings.
I miss you so deeply,
I crave for your touch,
How could somebody,
Love another so very much?
You are all that I think about,
When you’re not here with me,
And the moment that we’re reunited,
I feel my soul set free.
Without you I am distraught,
In search of air to breathe,
I’m like a fish out of water,
A pain only you can ease.
Yet I’d gladly be this way,
If it means I’ll see you once more,
For you are the light of my life,
The one and only that I adore.
I love you as the words in all the books,
I love you like the cells in your body.
I love you as the minutes in a millennium,
I love you like grains of sand in the desert,
I love you as if infinity multiplied itself.
I love you more than words or numbers can express.
I love you with all of my heart.
Girlfriend Love Poems For Her
In the place where the water meets the sky;
Is the love that surrounds us as every time goes by.
Even in joyfulness, even in times we cry;
Our love will never stop but will keep on rolling by.
In the place where the seashore meets the bay;
Is the love that abounds us through the heat of every ray.
The sun may go down but at the end of the day;
The flaring shades of love will always have to stay.
The blaze of sunshine touches my face;
As I woke up with your thoughts I can’t erase.
And then outside the window, the view I start to gaze;
Tryin’ to solve the mystery as complex as a maze.
I don’t know what I feel— I think I’m falling;
Hanging at the edge with hopes someone is catching.
My heart is to fragile, don’t want to see it breaking;
I hope you feel the same, or else I will be crying.
I never thought that this day would be so wonderful
Seeing your face that’s absolutely beautiful
Every smile of you gives my life a reason to be bountiful
The beauty that you possess can make every boy a fool.
Every time I hear the echoes of your angelic voice
All other sounds vanished even the smallest noise.
You always show the perfectly craved poise
If ever your love would be mine,
I’m the luckiest among all boys.
