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| I Love You Poems: 11-20 of 31 | | 1| 2| 3| 4| Next> >> | Grape Vine | | ........ happen again i'm changed baby ready for a new beginnin i just wish you felt the same way i do wish you could love me the way i love you | Be Careful for Some | | ....... care be careful of what you thought you have to gain for some will say i love you and turn around and leave you in pain be careful do turn .......... | A love poem for my wife | | ....... shine and twinkle, or your laugh when its funny if its not just a wrinkle. i love your way of hugging and holding me close, or staring at my face .......... | A LOVE SONG | | i love you,my lord,my savior, for doing what you didn't have to, i love you,my great physician, healing all of my wounds, i love .......... | I Love You | | i love you i never really knew you you were just another friend, but when i got to know you, i let my heart unbend. i couldn't help past .......... | Constantly | | ........ as it faithfully sets, and each individual second that falls between; for as long as my love you'll accept.... i love you when?' ...constantly! | I DO love you! | | ....... a list that i not dare to continue mentioning. yet, i do love you. i know i love you because when i am around you:: my heart skips a .......... | Promise | | ....... it to be true. i called your name and you came to me, you said my darling i love you and i'll always stay with you. when you came to me, i did .......... | If I | | ........ if i lay down my head and fall asleep, dreams of you flow very deep. if i'm very sad and extremely blue, i smile and think of how i love you. | Unknown love | | ....... fears; my unknown love, my hope, my wish, please, won't you dry my tears? i love you, though we've never met i'm not sure when we will; an .......... | | 1| 2| 3| 4| Next> >> | | I Love You Poems: 11-20 of 31 |
Beautiful imagery surrounding the basic
theme can be a great work of art as I love you poems.
Love
poems are heart felt and take the emotions of an individual and
make them more tangible for the reader. Love is a prevailing
means to express one another’s devotion.
Many other languages share the same
appreciative power of the word love and articulate its
meanings. I love you poems are a beautifully fluent means of
communicating with one’s love one. Such
romantic poems are just the key
to give best gift of all…love!
Ana Habebakh (Arabic), Tora dost daram (Farsi), Je taime (French), Ich liebe dich (German), S’ayapo (Greek), Ani ohev otakh (Hebrew), Ti amo (Italian), and I love you. The common ground of all humanity is the need and desire for love. The motivational speaker, Barbara De Angelis said, “Love and kindness are never wasted. They always make a difference. They bless the one who receives them, and they bless you, the giver.” So when the precious words. “I love you.” Come from someone; it is an avenue for so much potential to arise from the emotions that come from it. These words can be transpired beautifully through I love you poetry. Love comes with so many faces and is great means for someone to express themselves and put their heart onto paper. The gift of love is one that is cherished by all societies and one of the most valuable gifts one can give to humanity. Become involved in this treasured emotion and let it captivate you through our selection of
"I love you poetry".
Family Poem of the Day
JUBILANT FATHER
His face is like a sun, warms the moon beside him.
She´s grown full; tonight begins the waning.
The tide pulls through her very bones,
her form aches as each wave crests.
The earth pulse, heavy, blood warm within her
Beats new chords, old sun god chants.
"You are the first mother and the last,
all spring flesh has traveled through you."
Aztec plumed and gold beaded,
your priest kneels at the holy alter,
gathers each salt pearl shed, nectar for his sacrament.
You are the temple,
we pilgrims swept through the gates,
bent figures know the scent and petals of your presence,
spread our arms to harvest blossoms,
and your priest, sun struck, kneels beside you.
- CRISTINE McAULIFFE
Quote of the Day
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JUBILANT FATHER
His face is like a sun, warms the moon beside him.
She´s grown full; tonight begins the waning.
The tide pulls through her very bones,
her form aches as each wave crests.
The earth pulse, heavy, blood warm within her
Beats new chords, old sun god chants.
"You are the first mother and the last,
all spring flesh has traveled through you."
Aztec plumed and gold beaded,
your priest kneels at the holy alter,
gathers each salt pearl shed, nectar for his sacrament.
You are the temple,
we pilgrims swept through the gates,
bent figures know the scent and petals of your presence,
spread our arms to harvest blossoms,
and your priest, sun struck, kneels beside you.
- CRISTINE McAULIFFE |
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