Free Love Poems
To the logic mind all things are logical so to the poetic mind all things are poetical. ~ Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Poetry can help us express that which we feel and are too afraid to say. It can help us mend a broken heart, cry that last tear, and grow stronger with each stroke of the pen or the next verse read. Here you can find free love poems of all sorts from falling in love to healing a broken heart. We have all been in love and most of have had our hearts broken. Many of us have been lucky enough to love again. There is no greater power than love. It can bring out the best and sometimes worst in all of us. There is also no greater tool than that of a great poem in which we can say so many things in so few words.
Famous Free Love PoemsHow Do I Love Thee? How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. I love thee to the depth and breadth and height My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight For the ends of being and ideal grace. I love thee to the level of every day's Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light. I love thee freely, as men strive for right. I love thee purely, as they turn from praise. I love thee with the passion put to use In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith. I love thee with a love I seemed to lose With my lost saints. I love thee with the breath, Smiles, tears, of all my life; and, if God choose, I shall but love thee better after death.
Elizabeth Barrett Browning I Do Not Love You Except Because I Love You I do not love you except because I love you; I go from loving to not loving you, From waiting to not waiting for you My heart moves from cold to fire.
I love you only because it's you the one I love; I hate you deeply, and hating you Bend to you, and the measure of my changing love for you Is that I do not see you but love you blindly.
Maybe January light will consume My heart with its cruel Ray, stealing my key to true calm.
In this part of the story I am the one who Dies, the only one, and I will die of love because I love you, Because I love you, Love, in fire and blood.
Pablo Neruda He Is More Than a Hero He is a god in my eyes-- the man who is allowed to sit beside you -- he
who listens intimately to the sweet murmur of your voice, the enticing
laughter that makes my own heart beat fast. If I meet you suddenly, I can't
speak -- my tongue is broken; a thin flame runs under my skin; seeing nothing, hearing only my own ears drumming, I drip with sweat; trembling shakes my body
and I turn paler than dry grass. At such times death isn't far from me.
Sappho
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