Author name: Creatrix

Love Poem: The Web CreativelyYou worked your artYou spun a webAround my heartHow beautifullyYour deeds have spreadEach intricatelyWoven threadWith strands of careYou dried my tearsYour gentlenessDispelled my fearsYour wisdomHelped me understandAnd patientlyYou held my handTo give me courageTo brave the stormWith kindnessYou have kept me warmYour passionLit a glowing fireThat filled my soulWith sweet desireYou’re […]

Love Poem: The Ragged Wood O, hurry, where by water, among the trees,The delicate-stepping stag and his lady sigh,When they have looked upon their images Would none had ever loved but you and I! Or have you heard that sliding silver-shoedPale silver-proud queen-woman of the sky,When the sun looked out of his golden hood? O,

Love Poem: The springtime of Lovers has come, that this dust bowl may become a garden; the proclamation of heaven has come, that the bird of the soul may rise in flight. The sea becomes full of pearls, the salt marsh becomes sweet as kauthar, the stone becomes a ruby from the mine, the body

Love Poem: The Way You Make Me Feel You make me feel special,You make me feel new,You make me feel loved,With everything you do. You hold me close when I am sad.You wipe the tears from my face.Every time we are together,It seems like the perfect place. My eyes light up when you enter a

Love Poem: The Nymph’s Reply to the Shepherd If all the world and love were young,And truth in every shepherd’s tongue,These pretty pleasures might me moveTo live with thee and be thy love. Time drives the flocks from field to foldWhen rivers rage and rocks grow cold,And Philomel becometh dumb;The rest complains of cares to

Love Poem: The Indian Serenade I arise from dreams of thee In the first sweet sleep or night, When the winds are breathing low, And the stars are shining bright. I arise from dreams of thee, And a spirit in my feet Has led me-who knows how? – To thy chamber-window, sweet! The wandering airs

Love Poem: The Freshness When it’s cold and raining,you are more beautiful. And the snow brings meeven closer to your lips. The inner secret, that which was never born,you are that freshness, and I am with you now. I can’t explain the goings,or the comings. You enter suddenly, and I am nowhere again.Inside the majesty.–

Love Poem: The Lost Thrill I grow so weary, someway, of all thingsThat love and loving have vouchsafed to me,Since now all dreamed-of sweets of ecstasyAm I possessed of: The caress that clings—The lips that mix with mine with murmuringsNo language may interpret, and the free,Unfettered brood of kisses, hungrilyFeasting in swarms on honeyed blossomingsOf

Love Poem: There is a Lady Sweet and Kind There is a lady sweet and kind, Was never a face so pleased my mind;I did but see her passing by, And yet I’ll love her till I die. Her gesture, motion, and her smiles,Her wit, her voice my heart beguiles,Beguiles my heart, I know not

Love Poem: The curve of your hipsIs stuck in my mindThe taste of your lipsSo sweet that I findMyself lost in the thoughtOf our next embraceI see now I’m caughtWithout even a chase– Shawn Self