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20 Deep Love Poems To Make Her Feel Special

When in love, you wish to spend all the time in your life with that one person you love. Love makes you realize that you love your beloved more than anything in the world without caring about yourself. You are able to place your needs below the person whom you love. The feeling of love can make a man feel in such a way which he has never experienced before, which is in fact one of the greatest feelings he can ever feel in his entire life.

If you love a girl, then you might want to speak the words of desire and passion. You need some words to express your heart’s desires to your beloved but you cannot as you are afraid your words will not exactly reflect what you want to say. Love poems are one of the greatest poems in the world, embracing the feeling of romance. There is no other text in the whole world which can bring you closer to your girl.

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Here are some of the love poems for her to express your feelings about love. These love poems may help you to know the exact words in which you can express your feelings to your sweetheart.

I love you from head to toe
And more than you’ll ever know.
It hurts when you are sad,
And makes me sad when you are mad.
I know we fight every now and then,
But please know I will love you until the end.
I just know you are the one for me,
And the only one there will ever be.
You are the one I want to spend my life with,
To call my wife and to share a kid.
I will never tell you the words goodbye,
And I will love you till the day I die.
If I was to pass on before you do,
I will be waiting at the gates of heaven for you.

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Her Smile – Michael Rodney Attoh

A smile is such a lovely thing especially upon your face;
hiding all the sorrows or simply taking their place.

A kindly spoken word means so much when from you,
it comforts my weary heart or when I’m feeling blue.

A song can make our hearts dance in pretty fast-paced clips
when we hear the melody of our loves’ unconquerable grips.

Words could lift my spirits and sweet compassion find;
put your hand in mine alone, and peace will fill my mind.

A smile, a word, a song, a look – seem small little things
but when love sparks an action, what blessings they bring!

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One Day I Wrote Her Name Upon the Strand – Edmund Spenser

One day I wrote her name upon the strand,
But came the waves and washed it away:
Again I wrote it with a second hand,
But came the tide, and made my pains his prey.
“Vain man,” said she, “that dost in vain assay,
A mortal thing so to immortalize;
For I myself shall like to this decay,
And eke my name be wiped out likewise.”
“Not so,” (quod I) “let baser things devise
To die in dust, but you shall live by fame:
My verse your virtues rare shall eternize,
And in the heavens write your glorious name
Where whenas death shall all the world subdue,
Our love shall live, and later life renew.

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Another Valentine – Wendy Cope

Today we are obliged to be romantic
And think of yet another Valentine.
We know the rules, and we are both pedantic: .
Today’s the day we have to be romantic.
Our love is old and sure, not new and frantic.
You know I’m yours, and I know you are mine.
And saying that has made me feel romantic,
My dearest love, my darling valentine.

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Our Love – John P. Read

L is for ‘laughter’ we had along the way.
O is for ‘optimism’ you gave me every day.
V is for ‘value’ of being my best friend.
E is for ‘eternity,’ a love that has no end.

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I Loved You – Alexander Pushkin

I loved you, and I probably still do,
And for a while, the feeling may remain…
But let my love no longer trouble you,
I do not wish to cause you any pain.
I loved you, and the hopelessness I knew,
The jealousy, the shyness – though in vain –
Made up a love so tender and so true
As may God grant you to be loved again.

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For Her – Jamie Emm

Thoughts of you surround me.
You’re the beating of my heart.
The love you give defines me.
My life is no longer dark.
You give your hand so sweetly.
I am lost if you’re away.
You have me so completely.
I cherish you night and day.
Without your breath, I cannot live.
I need your lips on mine.
Nothing at all I wouldn’t give.
I’ll take nothing and be fine.

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Love Sonnet – Pablo Neruda

I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair.
Silent and starving, I prowl through the streets.
Bread does not nourish me, dawn disrupts me, all day
I hunt for the liquid measure of your steps.
I hunger for your sleek laugh,
your hands the color of a savage harvest,
hunger for the pale stones of your fingernails,
I want to eat your skin like a whole almond.
I want to eat the sunbeam flaring in your lovely body,
the sovereign nose of your arrogant face,
I want to eat the fleeting shade of your lashes,
and I pace around hungry, sniffing the twilight,
hunting for you, for your hot heart,
like a puma in the barrens of Quitratue.

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i carry your heart with me – E. E. Cummings.

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)
                                                      i fear
no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i want
no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true)
and it’s you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you

here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows
higher than soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that’s keeping the stars apart

i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart)

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A Red, Red Rose – Robert Burns

O my Luve is like a red, red rose
   That’s newly sprung in June;
O my Luve is like the melody
   That’s sweetly played in tune.

So fair art thou, my bonnie lass,
   So deep in luve am I;
And I will luve thee still, my dear,
   Till a’ the seas gang dry.

Till a’ the seas gang dry, my dear,
   And the rocks melt wi’ the sun;
I will love thee still, my dear,
   While the sands o’ life shall run.

And fare thee weel, my only luve!
   And fare thee weel awhile!
And I will come again, my luve,
   Though it were ten thousand mile.

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Before You Came – Faiz Ahmed Faiz

Before you came,
things were as they should be:
the sky was the dead-end of sight,
the road was just a road, wine merely wine.

Now everything is like my heart,
a color at the edge of blood:
the grey of your absence, the color of poison, of thorns,
the gold when we meet, the season ablaze,
the yellow of autumn, the red of flowers, of flames,
and the black when you cover the earth
with the coal of dead fires.

And the sky, the road, the glass of wine?
The sky is a shirt wet with tears,
the road a vein about to break,
and the glass of wine a mirror in which
the sky, the road, the world keep changing.

Don’t leave now that you’re here—
Stay. So the world may become like itself again:
so the sky may be the sky,
the road a road,
and the glass of wine not a mirror, just a glass of wine.

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Poem I wrote sitting across the table from you – Kevin Varrone

if I had two nickels to rub together
I would rub them together

like a kid rubs sticks together
until friction made combustion

and they burned

a hole in my pocket

into which I would put my hand
and then my arm

and eventually my whole self––
I would fold myself

into the hole in my pocket and disappear

into the pocket of myself, or at least my pants

but before I did

like some ancient star

I’d grab your hand

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Yours – Daniel Hoffman

I am yours as the summer air at evening is
Possessed by the scent of linden blossoms,

As the snowcap gleams with light
Lent it by the brimming moon.

Without you I’d be an unleafed tree
Blasted in a bleakness with no Spring.

Your love is the weather of my being.
What is an island without the sea?

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When I Die I Want Your Hands On My Eyes – Pablo Neruda

When I die I want your hands on my eyes:
I want the light and the wheat of your beloved hands
to pass their freshness over me one more time
to feel the smoothness that changed my destiny.

I want you to live while I wait for you, asleep,
I want for your ears to go on hearing the wind,
for you to smell the sea that we loved together
and for you to go on walking the sand where we walked.

I want for what I love to go on living
and as for you I loved you and sang you above everything,
for that, go on flowering, flowery one,

so that you reach all that my love orders for you,
so that my shadow passes through your hair,
so that they know by this the reason for my song.

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Don’t Go Far Off, Not Even For A Day – Pablo Neruda

Don’t go far off, not even for a day, because —
because — I don’t know how to say it: a day is long
and I will be waiting for you, as in an empty station
when the trains are parked off somewhere else, asleep.

Don’t leave me, even for an hour, because
then the little drops of anguish will all run together,
the smoke that roams looking for a home will drift
into me, choking my lost heart.

Oh, may your silhouette never dissolve on the beach;
may your eyelids never flutter into the empty distance.
Don’t leave me for a second, my dearest,

because in that moment you’ll have gone so far
I’ll wander mazily over all the earth, asking,
Will you come back? Will you leave me here, dying?

20 Deep Love Poems To Make Her Feel Special