Short deep Love poems from the heart capture the essence of love, adoration and affection in just a few lines. Whether you’re in love, looking to rekindle a spark, or simply want to share a heartfelt message with a loved one, poetry can convey complex emotions with simplicity, touch a person’s heart and make your special person realize how much they mean to you.

Let these short deep poems make your loved one feel truly special and cherished.

Best Short Deep Love Poems

“I Am Not Yours” by Sara Teasdale

I am not yours, not lost in you,
Not lost, although I long to be
Lost as a candle lit at noon,
Lost as a snowflake in the sea.

You love me, and I find you still
A spirit beautiful and bright,
Yet I am I, who long to be
Lost as a light is lost in light.

Oh plunge me deep in love—put out
My senses, leave me deaf and blind,
Swept by the tempest of your love,
A taper in a rushing wind.

Blessed In Your Arms

My heart is yours forevermore,
A love that’s pure and sweet;
Together we’ll always soar high above.
With every breath, my heart beats true.
A love that’s deep, forever new;
A passion that ignites my soul, and makes my life feel whole.
Your eyes, a window to your soul,
A love that’s true, forever whole; in your arms, I find my rest,
A love that’s pure, forever blessed.

“Love Comes Quietly” by Robert Creeley

Love comes quietly,
finally, drops
about me, on me,
in the old ways.

What did I know
thinking myself
able to go
alone all the way.

“[Again and again, even though we know love’s landscape]” by Rainer Maria Rilke

Again and again, even though we know love’s landscape
and the little churchyard with its lamenting names
and the terrible reticent gorge in which the others
end: again and again the two of us walk out together
under the ancient trees, lay ourselves down again and
again
among the flowers, and look up into the sky.

“When You Come” by Maya Angelou

When you come to me, unbidden,
Beckoning me
To long-ago rooms,
Where memories lie.

Offering me, as to a child, an attic,
Gatherings of days too few.
Baubles of stolen kisses.
Trinkets of borrowed loves.
Trunks of secret words,

I cry.

“To My Dear and Loving Husband” by Anne Bradstreet

If ever two were one, then surely we.
If ever man were loved by wife, then thee.
If ever wife was happy in a man,
Compare with me, ye women, if you can.
I prize thy love more than whole mines of gold,
Or all the riches that the East doth hold.
My love is such that rivers cannot quench,
Nor ought but love from thee give recompense.
Thy love is such I can no way repay;
The heavens reward thee manifold, I pray.
Then while we live, in love let’s so persever,
That when we live no more, we may live ever.

My Heart Sings

Your love is like a summer breeze,
That fills my heart with sweet release;
A love that’s pure and always new,
A bond that holds me close to you.
With every beat, my heart sings loud,
A love that’s true, forever proud.

“Come, And Be My Baby” by Maya Angelou

The highway is full of big cars
going nowhere fast
And folks is smoking anything that’ll burn
Some people wrap their lies around a cocktail glass
And you sit wondering
where you’re going to turn
I got it.
Come. And be my baby.

Some prophets say the world is gonna end tomorrow
But others say we’ve got a week or two
The paper is full of every kind of blooming horror
And you sit wondering
What you’re gonna do.
I got it.
Come. And be my baby.

“Untitled” by Christopher Poindexter

Whenever I am away from you,
The distance between us
a burdensome thing,
I always think of you in colors,
The smell of coffee as you so proudly make it for me,
The perfect sunlight spilling
through the window.
I miss you even when you are beside me.
I dream of your body
even when you are sleeping in my arms.
The words I love you
could never be enough.
I suppose we’ll have to invent new ones.

“Love Is A Place” by E.E. Cummings

love is a place
& through this place of
love move
(with brightness of peace)
all places

yes is a world
& in this world of
yes live
(skilfully curled)
all worlds

The Rose

My love for you is like a rose,
A bloom that in my heart grows;
With petals soft and sweet to touch, a love that means so very much.
Your smile, a light that fills my soul, a love that’s deep, forever whole;
In your eyes, I see my fate, a love that’s pure and never late.
With every breath, I feel your grace, a love that shines on every face;
Forever bound, heart and soul, our love a never-ending goal.

“Sonnet 43” by Elizabeth Barrett Browning

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.

“It is Here” by Harold Pinter

What sound was that?
I turn away, into the shaking room.

What was that sound that came in on the dark?
What is this maze of light it leaves us in?
What is this stance we take,
To turn away and then turn back?
What did we hear?

It was the breath we took when we first met.
Listen. It is here.

Romantic Short Deep Love Poems

“Love is a fire that burns unseen” by Luís Vaz de Camões

Love is a fire that burns unseen,
a wound that aches yet isn’t felt,
an always discontent contentment,
a pain that rages without hurting,

a longing for nothing but to long,
a loneliness in the midst of people,
a never feeling pleased when pleased,
a passion that gains when lost in thought.

It’s being enslaved of your own free will;
it’s counting your defeat a victory;
it’s staying loyal to your killer.

But if it’s so self-contradictory,
how can Love, when Love chooses,
bring human hearts into sympathy?

“Yours” by 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?

The Purest Bond

In your arms, I find my peace,
A love that never seems to cease;
A bond that’s pure and always true,
A love that weaves us through and through.
With every kiss, my heart takes flight,
A love that’s pure, forever bright.

“I Love You” by Ella Wheeler Wilcox

I love your lips when they’re wet with wine
And red with a wild desire;
I love your eyes when the lovelight lies
Lit with a passionate fire.
I love your arms when the warm white flesh
Touches mine in a fond embrace;
I love your hair when the strands enmesh
Your kisses against my face.

Not for me the cold, calm kiss
Of a virgin’s bloodless love;
Not for me the saint’s white bliss,
Nor the heart of a spotless dove.
But give me the love that so freely gives
And laughs at the whole world’s blame,
With your body so young and warm in my arms,
It sets my poor heart aflame.

So kiss me sweet with your warm wet mouth,
Still fragrant with ruby wine,
And say with a fervor born of the South
That your body and soul are mine.
Clasp me close in your warm young arms,
While the pale stars shine above,
And we’ll live our whole young lives away
In the joys of a living love.

“We Have Not Long to Love” by Tennessee Williams

We have not long to love.
Light does not stay.
The tender things are those
we fold away.
Coarse fabrics are the ones
for common wear.
In silence I have watched you
comb your hair.
Intimate the silence,
dim and warm.
I could but did not, reach
to touch your arm.
I could, but do not, break
that which is still.
(Almost the faintest whisper
would be shrill.)
So moments pass as though
they wished to stay.
We have not long to love.
A night. A day….

Song and Symphony

Your love is a symphony,
A song that fills my heart;
Forever and always, you and me.

“It’s all I have to bring today” by Emily Dickinson

It’s all I have to bring today—
This, and my heart beside—
This, and my heart, and all the fields—
And all the meadows wide—
Be sure you count—should I forget
Some one the sum could tell—
This, and my heart, and all the Bees
Which in the Clover dwell.

“I think I should have loved you presently” by Edna St. Vincent Millay

I think I should have loved you presently,
And given in earnest words I flung in jest;
And lifted honest eyes for you to see,
And caught your hand against my cheek and breast;
And all my pretty follies flung aside
That won you to me, and beneath your gaze,
Naked of reticence and shorn of pride,
Spread like a chart my little wicked ways.
I, that had been to you, had you remained,
But one more waking from a recurrent dream,
Cherish no less the certain stakes I gained,
And walk your memory’s halls, austere, supreme,
A ghost in marble of a girl you knew
Who would have loved you in a day or two.

“Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?” (Sonnet 18) by William Shakespeare

Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate.
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer’s lease hath all too short a date.
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimmed;
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance, or nature’s changing course, untrimmed;
But thy eternal summer shall not fade,
Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow’st,
Nor shall death brag thou wand’rest in his shade,
When in eternal lines to Time thou grow’st.
So long as men can breathe, or eyes can see,
So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.

Stronger Everyday

Your touch is like a sunlit ray,
That warms my heart and brightens days;
A love that’s sweet and always true,
A bond that holds me close to you.
With every moment we’re together,
Our love grows stronger, now and forevermore;
A passion that ignites our souls,
A love that’s meant for us to hold.

“Falling Stars” by Rainer Maria Rilke

Do you remember still the falling stars
that like swift horses through the heavens raced
and suddenly leaped across the hurdles
of our wishes — do you recall? And we
did make so many! For there were countless numbers
of stars: each time we looked above we were
astounded by the swiftness of their daring play,
while in our hearts we felt safe and secure
watching these brilliant bodies disintegrate,
knowing somehow we had survived their fall.

“Bird-Understander” by Craig Arnold

These are your own words
your way of noticing
and saying plainly
of not turning away
from hurt

you have offered them
to me I am only
giving them back

if only I could show you
how very useless
they are not

Through the Darkest Night

Your love is like a candle flame,
That shines on through the darkest night;
A love that’s true and never tame,
A bond that holds us close and tight.
With every breath, my heart takes flight,
A love that’s pure, forever bright.

“Love Sonnet XI” by 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.

“Defeated by Love” by Rumi

The sky was lit
by the splendor of the moon

So powerful
I fell to the ground

Your love
has made me sure

I am ready to forsake
this worldly life
and surrender
to the magnificence
of your Bering

A Love That Never Fades

Your love is like a summer’s day,
A warmth that never fades away;
A light that shines on all around,
A love that’s pure, forever bound.
With every kiss, my heart takes flight,
A love that’s pure and always bright;
Together we’ll soar on wings of love,
A bond that’s pure and like a dove.
Our love is deep, forever true,
A passion that ignites anew;
Forever bound, heart and soul,
Our love a never-ending goal.