r/lovepoetry

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A young warrior sailed the seven seas

Promise awaits to be carefree

A troubled past he gleefully flees

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Pure intentions with a heart of gold

Trained in courage, his actions bold

Seeking honor, adventures and mysteries untold

Through trials of adversity his heart grew cold

Bleaker than any ocean he had patrolled

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Sailing on blue waters, never to rest

Blessed with luck he passed each test

The ocean his sanctuary and only quest

Trials of fire yielded great success

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Another port, another shore

Another adventure and tales of lore

He forgets his calling yet once more

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With his brethren he drank to the foam

Across the expanse, he continued to roam

No where but the sea to call his home

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Abundant fun yet remarkabley sad

Yearning for something he never had

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Chased by love, and away he would sail

AWaiting one who would be his fairytale

Cloaked in armor the light dimmed pale

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Left in his wake, hearts did he break

Awaiting his truth matched, his soul did ache

In search of something impossibly fake

Until he found one he could not forsake

The armor of his light began to shake

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Genuine connection, a treasure so rare

Divine intervention brilliantly aglare

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Unfathomable passion, wild desire

Sound the alarm, no manual to inquire

Oh how do I now extinguish this fire?

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This work here, I've been trained to do

Only easy day, was yesterday, for a few

All hands on deck, dress out the crew

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Attack, attack! Before its to late

Acceptable risk designed by fate

Conflagration station hesitates

Hose secured, close valves gate

To the pier now! Evacuate!

Is this game over, possibly, checkmate

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Besieged with hope his walls did fall

Conquered by love his light did call

Scaled by distance in no way small

Experience learned no obstacle too tall

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A spark so intense he could not believe

Is this destiny that our paths did weave

Emotions unanchored rolled off his sleeve

A charming fantasy she perceived him naive

Her caution reigned, his love take leave

Fooled by illusion or just a reprieve

No one to blame but the universe to grieve

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Confused he was not, he knew what he felt

Despite the distance the cards had dealt

Her charm a marvel his armor did melt

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Patience neglected, a cadence too fast

A substance so precious unintended to last

Questionable odds in a world so vast

Afraid to hurt another as he did in the past

Of love and respect for her he amassed

He tells his heart no, not this time, standfast

Unconditional love remains unsurpassed

He returns his light back to the cast

Don the armor, embrace the mask

Set sail once more, hoist colors up mast.

You see me,
But all I see is that you’re far away.

Suddenly I can’t see you anymore,
But you can still see me past my horizon.

You’re flying through the sky.
I’m running after you,
trying to catch you before you crash.

Will I be able to catch you in time?

If you glanced my way in a crowded room, I’d feel my cheeks flush.
If you gave me your smile, I wouldn’t know what to do with my hands.
If I walked up and asked for your hand, would you grant me this dance?

You said yes, but I still felt anxious,
your hands were sweaty too.
Your eyes were as sweet as cinnamon sugar, something unobtainable I’d like to hold.
Dilated.

If you interlocked your fingers with mine,
I’d pull you closer.
If you wrapped your arms around my neck,
I’d press my lips against yours.

If you gave me your dreams, I’d hang the moon in your window.
If you let me cup your thoughts, I’d give you my heart.

If you didn’t give me a reason for your silence,
I’d still sit with you.
If you didn’t trust me enough to share your experiences—I’d still trace your thumb.
If things are difficult between us, I’d still peel the strings off your oranges.

If your knees grew weak, I’d still take you to see the ocean.
The seagulls wailing above, the waves kissing the sand, basking in the suns rays.

If we didn’t get to say goodbye, I’d still close my eyes beside yours.

In the top left corner of your heart,
I leave a token.

A subtle nagging sensation that has taken up residence, twisted through and buried deep, intertwining with your cells and soul.

Muted in the sun.

As soon as the day slows and you have laid your head for the night, maybe with a new warm body by your side…

no distractions.

The stillness foments the relic I planted.

Here I reside as memories of my passion, the well of love I had for you, attentive obsession…

…taking up more and more space.

The ache.

Enshrouding as it seizes the entirety of your chest captive in a lethal hug.

I guess I'm into older guys,

who keep telling lies,

who pretend to be heartbroken by their exes,

or act like the whole universe is against us.

The ones who wasted all their time,

on their own petty issues like it's fine,

think the only way to feel okay,

is to probably get a tattoo today.

The ones who blame their parents for it all,

their incompetence magnitude and tall,

make it the whole pretence of their mental health,

never once looked at themselves.

Blame the mother, blame the father, blame the ex,

blame the stars, the timing, all the rest,

make it everybody else's crime,

and I sit there disappointed every time.

I know exactly what this is,

I've read the books, I know the biz,

anxious girl meets avoidant man,

and yet here I am.

I think I can fix them,

I genuinely do,

I look at the broken ones,

and think oh that's my cue!

Lord help me!

What do I do?

– Velvet Thorne 💜