“I am sad that you are not strong, and do not swim and sail and ski, but you have a strong soul, and I will believe in you and make you invincible on this Earth.”— Sylvia Plath, books.google.ro
“Make love to me in Spanish. Not with that other tongue. I want you juntito a mi, tender like the language crooned to babies. I want to be that lullabied, mi bien querido, that loved.”— Sandra Cisneros, amazon.com
“you have had love, and that means your sternum is a divining rod for both passion and grief. because the tongue is the body’s strongest muscle, make it say joy. make it say I am a factory of splendid things. make it say the octopus is the smartest animal in the animal kingdom, and I am an octopus. I…”— Marty McConnell, martyoutloud.com
“Our kiss is a secret handshake, a password. We love like spies, like bruised prize fighters, like children building tree houses. Our love is serious business. One look from you and my spine reincarnates as kite string. When I hesitate to hold your hand, it is because to know is to be responsible for…”— Mindy Nettifee, thecultofmindy.com
“As Romeo is dying Juliet says ‘I am willing to die to remain by your side’ and love was never a static place of rest but the last second of euphoria while throwing yourself out from a 20 store window to be able to say ‘I flew before I hit the ground’, and it was glorious. Don’t be sorry. The fall wa…”— Charlotte Erickson, goodreads.com
“Even if I now saw you Only once, I would long for you Through worlds, Worlds.”— Izumi Shikibu, goodreads.com
“In the summer I stretch out on the shore And think of you Had I told the sea What I felt for you, It would have left its shores, Its shells, Its fish, And followed me.”— Nizar Qabbani, consciouslivingfoundation.org
“In my defense, when he touched me the lights of my body came on. In my defense, the windows were thrown open. In my defense, spring.”— Cristin O’Keefe Aptowicz, thebakerypoetry.com
“To remember is to open one door after another all along the white corridor to say Yes when asked, Are you anything? Did she love you?”— Robin Ekiss, poetryfoundation.org
“I loved you like a man loves a woman he never touches, only writes to, keeps little photographs of.”— Charles Bukowski, amazon.com
“The biggest stars look at me with your eyes. And as I love you, the pines in the wind want to sing your name with their leaves of wire.”— Pablo Neruda, amazon.co.uk
“When you show up, I’ll say – Hey, let’s give this a go. You’re gentle and feel warm – we can be silent and we can crack jokes. If this sounds good to you, I’ll be your beggar queen – my cheap metal bracelets turn pink against my skin. I loathe glass slippers, but you can kiss the extra bones on my f…”— Anca Rotar, goodreads.com
“In an effort to get people to look into each other’s eyes more, and also to appease the mutes, the government has decided to allot each person exactly one hundred and sixty-seven words, per day. When the phone rings, I put it to my ear without saying hello. In the restaurant I point at chicken noodl…”— Jeffrey MCDaniel, goodreads.com
“I lie here in a harbor that does not know where your body ends and my body begins. Fish swim between our ribs and sea gulls cry like mirrors to our blood.”— Richard Brautigan, books.google.ro
“There are 6 states pressed like stubborn flowers between the last time I kissed you and today but you still feel like a sound caught in my throat.”— Sierra De Mulder, sierrademulder.com
“I carry your heart with me (I carry it in my heart) I am never without it (anywhere I go you go, my dear; and whatever is done by only me is your doing, my darling)”— E. E Cummings, poetryfoundation.org
“There is a love I reminisce. like a seed I’ve never sown of lips that I am yet to kiss, and eyes not met my own. hands that wrap around my wrists. and arms that feel like home. I wonder how it is I miss, these things I’ve never known.”— Lang Leav, amazon.com
“your name is scrawled on restaurant napkins and leather bus seats in the inside of library books and carved into trees maybe one day you’ll see and know I was there maybe one day you’ll see and fall back in love with me”— Leigh, nothingwithoutwords.tumblr.com
“Will it be alright, if I love you from eyes to lips from skin to bones from heart to soul? Will it be alright, if I call you my home?”— Lukas W., somepiecesofmyheartandsoul.tumblr.com