Author name: Creatrix

Love Poem: Jenny Kissed Me Jenny kissed me when we met,Jumping from the chair she sat in;Time, you thief, who love to getSweets into your list, put that in:Say I’m weary, say I’m sad,Say that health and wealth have missed me,Say I’m growing old, but add,Jenny kissed me.– by Leigh Hunt

Love Poem: I swear, since seeing Your face,the whole world is fraud and fantasyThe garden is bewildered as to what is leafor blossom. The distracted birdscan’t distinguish the birdseed from the snare. A house of love with no limits,a presence more beautiful than venus or the moon,a beauty whose image fills the mirror of the

Love Poem: I Love Thee I love thee, as I love the calm Of sweet, star-lighted hours!I love thee, as I love the balm Of early jes’mine flow’rs.I love thee, as I love the last Rich smile of fading day,Which lingereth, like the look we cast, On rapture pass’d away.I love thee as I love

Love Poem: I have phrases and whole pages memorized,but nothing can be told of love.You must wait until you and Iare living together.In the conversation we’ll havethen…be patient…then.– Jalaluddin Rumi

Love Poem: I have a thousand images of you in an hour; all different and all coming back to the same… And we love. And we’ve got the most amazing secrets and understandings. Noel, whom I love, who is so beautiful and wonderful. I think of you eating omlette on the ground. I think of

Love Poem: In Love The day you appeared I lost my heartTo you, to love.And from that day I cannot partFrom you, from love. You hold me tightTo you, to love.In my thoughts all day and nightOf you, of love. I offer all that I have to giveTo you, to love.And all my days I

Love Poem: I am a sculptor, a molder of form.In every moment I shape an idol.But then, in front of you, I melt them downI can rouse a hundred formsand fill them with spirit,but when I look into your face,I want to throw them in the fire.My souls spills into yours and is blended.Because my

Love Poem: i carry your heart with me i carry your heart with me(i carry it in my heart) i am never without it (anywhere i go you go, my dear;and whatever is done by only meis your doing, my darling)i fear no fate(for you are my fate, my sweet)i want no world (for beautiful

Love Poem: Love Sonnet XI I crave your mouth,your voice, your hair.Silent and starving,I prowl through the streets.Bread does not nourish me,dawn disrupts me, all dayI hunt for the liquid measureof your steps. I hunger for your sleek laugh,your handsthe color of a savage harvest,hunger for the pale stonesof your fingernails,I want to eat your

Love Poem: Sonnets from the Portuguese, XIII And wilt thou have me fashion into speechThe love I bear thee, finding words enough,And hold the torch out, while the winds are rough,Between our faces, to cast light upon each? I drop it at thy feet. I cannot teachMy hand to hold my spirit so far offFrom