Poems: love
| Alfonsina Storni |
My melancholy was gold dust in your hands;
On your long hands I scattered my life;
My ... [read rest of the poem] |
| Edgar Allen Poe |
Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary,
Over many a quaint and curiou... [read rest of the poem] |
| Emily Dickinson |
I cannot live with you,
It would be life,
And life is over there
Behind the ... [read rest of the poem] |
| Lord Alfred Tennyson |
Part I
On either side the river lie
Long fields of barley and of rye,
T... [read rest of the poem] |
| Pablo Neruda |
I want you to know
one thing.
You know how this is:
if I look
at the crystal moon, at the red ... [read rest of the poem] |
| Robert Burns |
O my Luve 's like a red, red rose
That 's newly sprung in June:
O my Luve 's like the ... [read rest of the poem] |