Cute Poems For Her

  • He’s not afraid of anything completely nothing at all because for you he will concur all his fears to save you from all those tearsHe’s not afraid of anything completely nothing at all because for you he will concur all his fears to save you from all those tears
  • I wish to compare you to all the best, it all seems so cliché, All the best “compare’s” are taken, so now I fall into deep thought. To a rose, your petals blue, your scent is so subliminal, A sunset to as well, your colors blend so very perfectly. To the first breath a child takes, fresh from the womb, You are the first breath I take, morning, night and noon. I say this not, for saying’s sake, or to gain your love, I say this all to show my love, to convey my heart, toward a dove. Through the peaks of our love, and the valleys of our pain, You showed me how to live not in the purity of vain. You have become my heart, my soul, my brain. I guess what I’m trying to say is that I can’t compare you to others, Moreover I compare others to you.I wish to compare you to all the best, it all seems so cliché, All the best compare’s are taken, so now I fall into deep thought. To a rose, your petals blue, your scent is so subliminal, A sunset to as well, your colors blend so very perfectly. To the first breath a child takes, fresh from the womb, You are the first breath I take, morning, night and noon. I say this not, for saying’s sake, or to gain your love, I say this all to show my love, to convey my heart, toward a dove. Through the peaks of our love, and the valleys of our pain, You showed me how to live not in the purity of vain. You have become my heart, my soul, my brain. I guess what I’m trying to say is that I can’t compare you to others, Moreover I compare others to you.
  • You twist my heart Into such complex knots And my every gaze at you Is an “”I love you,” Because how could I not?”You twist my heart Into such complex knots And my every gaze at you Is an “”I love you,” Because how could I not?”
  • Against my love shall be as I am now, With Time’s injurious hand crush’d and o’erworn; When hours have drain’d his blood and fill’d his brow With lines and wrinkles; when his youthful morn Hath travelled on to age’s steepy night; And all those beauties whereof now he’s king Are vanishing, or vanished out of sight, Stealing away the treasure of his spring; For such a time do I now fortify Against confounding age’s cruel knife, That he shall never cut from memory My sweet love’s beauty, though my lover’s life: His beauty shall in these black lines be seen, And they shall live, and he in them still green.Against my love shall be as I am now, With Time’s injurious hand crush’d and o’erworn; When hours have drain’d his blood and fill’d his brow With lines and wrinkles; when his youthful morn Hath travelled on to age’s steepy night; And all those beauties whereof now he’s king Are vanishing, or vanished out of sight, Stealing away the treasure of his spring; For such a time do I now fortify Against confounding age’s cruel knife, That he shall never cut from memory My sweet love’s beauty, though my lover’s life: His beauty shall in these black lines be seen, And they shall live, and he in them still green.
  • But I love your feet only because they walked upon the earth and upon the wind and upon the waters, until they found me.
  • You are the apple of my eye, the star in my sky, you take my breath away, for you my darling I will always stay.
  • O Mistress mine, where are you roaming? O, stay and hear; your true love’s coming, That can sing both high and low: Trip no further, pretty sweeting; Journeys end in lovers meeting, Every wise man’s son doth know. What is love? ‘Tis not hereafter; Present mirth hath present laughter; What’s to come is still unsure: In delay there lies not plenty; Then, come kiss me, sweet and twenty, Youth’s a stuff will not endure.O Mistress mine, where are you roaming? O, stay and hear; your true love’s coming, That can sing both high and low: Trip no further, pretty sweeting; Journeys end in lovers meeting, Every wise man’s son doth know. What is love? ‘Tis not hereafter; Present mirth hath present laughter; What’s to come is still unsure: In delay there lies not plenty; Then, come kiss me, sweet and twenty, Youth’s a stuff will not endure.
  • Until you came into my world, there was nothing but darkness and gloom. My world was missing the clouds and the sun, and also the stars and the moon. I never believed in magic, but you just appeared from thin air. I thought I would only be lonely in life, but now I’m a complete a pair. You make me who I am at this point, mold me in every way. There’s not a precious moment, where I do not want to give you my entire day. The passion between us is strong, ferocious to those that see. The feelings that are shared between us. Me for you and you for me.Until you came into my world, there was nothing but darkness and gloom. My world was missing the clouds and the sun, and also the stars and the moon. I never believed in magic, but you just appeared from thin air. I thought I would only be lonely in life, but now I’m a complete a pair. You make me who I am at this point, mold me in every way. There’s not a precious moment, where I do not want to give you my entire day. The passion between us is strong, ferocious to those that see. The feelings that are shared between us. Me for you and you for me.
  • I said, “love you, dear” As I thought of all the years You’ve been for me here You said, “love you more” As we held each other near Smiling through the tears
  • When forty winters shall besiege thy brow And dig deep trenches in thy beauty’s field, Thy youth’s proud livery, so gaz’d on now, Will be a tatter’d weed, of small worth held: Then being ask’d, where all thy beauty lies, Where all the treasure of thy lusty days, To say, within thine own deep-sunken eyes, Were an all-eating shame and thriftless praise. How much more praise deserv’d thy beauty’s use, If thou couldst answer ‘This fair child of mine Shall sum my count, and make my old excuse,’ Proving his beauty by succession thine! This were to be new made when thou art old, And see thy blood warm when thou feel’st it cold.When forty winters shall besiege thy brow And dig deep trenches in thy beauty’s field, Thy youth’s proud livery, so gaz’d on now, Will be a tatter’d weed, of small worth held: Then being ask’d, where all thy beauty lies, Where all the treasure of thy lusty days, To say, within thine own deep-sunken eyes, Were an all-eating shame and thriftless praise. How much more praise deserv’d thy beauty’s use, If thou couldst answer ‘This fair child of mine Shall sum my count, and make my old excuse,’ Proving his beauty by succession thine! This were to be new made when thou art old, And see thy blood warm when thou feel’st it cold.
  • When, in disgrace with fortune and men’s eyes, I all alone beweep my outcast state And trouble deaf heaven with my bootless cries And look upon myself and curse my fate, Wishing me like to one more rich in hope, Featur’d like him, like him with friends possess’d, Desiring this man’s art and that man’s scope, With what I most enjoy contented least; Yet in these thoughts myself almost despising, Haply I think on thee, and then my state, Like to the lark at break of day arising From sullen earth, sings hymns at heaven’s gate; For thy sweet love remember’d such wealth brings That then I scorn to change my state with kings.When, in disgrace with fortune and men’s eyes, I all alone beweep my outcast state And trouble deaf heaven with my bootless cries And look upon myself and curse my fate, Wishing me like to one more rich in hope, Featur’d like him, like him with friends possess’d, Desiring this man’s art and that man’s scope, With what I most enjoy contented least; Yet in these thoughts myself almost despising, Haply I think on thee, and then my state, Like to the lark at break of day arising From sullen earth, sings hymns at heaven’s gate; For thy sweet love remember’d such wealth brings That then I scorn to change my state with kings.
  • You make me laugh when I want to cry, Make me live when I want to die, Make me smile when I want to frown, You turn my life upside down. Believe in me when no one else does You’re my now, my is, my was. When you call my name I begin to blush, I’m afraid people notice I need you so much. When I’m with you time flies by fast. It’s like the present is the past. I need you more than you can believe, Love you more than you can conceive. Think about you every night and day And hope my life can stay this way I don’t want it to be any other way.

Cute Poems For Her