15 Short Love You Poems

Love You Poems
Our selection of Short Love You Poems have the benefit of going straight to the point without fluff. Use them to express how you really feel towards your partner.

Short Love You Poems:

No matter what our troubles, I still love you,
As though a part of me were also you.
Life isn’t easy, but I know without you
There will be bitterness in all I do.
I feel the broken heaven in my heart,
The blight that will outlast the years of healing,
The darkness underneath all time and art,
The pain that from within there’s no concealing.
We were so much in love when we first met,
A river that would reach, in time, the sea.
We ought not let despair turn to regret,
But be through choice what love chose us to be.
No love can last except it be through will.
Were wastelands in our path, I’d love you still.

2. When You are Old (William Butler Yeats)
When you are old and gray and full of sleep
And nodding by the fire, take down this book,
...And slowly read, and dream of the soft look
Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep;
How many loved your moments of glad grace,
And loved your beauty with love false or true;
...But one man loved the pilgrim soul in you,
And loved the sorrows of your changing face;
And bending down beside the glowing bars,
...Murmur, a little sadly, how love fled
And paced upon the mountains overhead,
And hid his face amid a crowd of stars.

3. LOVE'S COMING (Ella Wheeler Wilcox)
SHE had looked for his coming as warriors come, With the clash of arms and the bugle's call; But he came instead with a stealthy tread Which she did not hear at all.
She had thought how his armor would blaze in the sun, As he rode like a Prince to claim his bride;
In the sweet, dim light of the falling night She found him at her side.
She had dreamed how the gaze of his strange, bold eye Would wake her heart to a sudden glow;
She found in his face the familiar grace Of a friend she used to know.
She had dreamed how his coming would stir her soul, As the ocean is stirred by the wild storm's strife;
He brought her the balm of a heavenly calm, And a peace which crowned her life.

I am afraid to love, and yet I love you.
My fear is like a wall I walk right through.
The wall is there, and yet it doesn’t stop me.
I need it still, and yet I still need you.
I know someday we will be in a field
Surrounded by the blessing of the sky.
I’ll dance with all the freedom of pure joy,
Needing you without a reason why.
But now I’m still afraid that I might lose you,
That you might not accept my desperate need.
You make me laugh and cry and be completely.
You are the flower, I the slender reed. 

5. Ardour of senses, ardour of hearts (émile verhaere)
Ardour of senses, ardour of hearts, ardour of souls, vain words created by those who diminish love; sun, you do not distinguish among your flames those of evening, of dawn, or of noon!
You walk blinded by your own light in the torrid azure under the great arched skies, knowing nothing, unless it be that your strength is all-powerful and that your fire labours at the divine mysteries.
For love is an act of ceaseless exaltation. O you whose gentleness bathes my proud heart, what need to weigh the pure gold of our dream? I love you altogether, with my whole being.

Take it as a given that I love you,
And let the conversation go from there.
There isn’t much I wouldn’t do to please you,
So tell me what to do to make you care.
Tell me what it is that turns you from me,
And why you cannot cherish who I am,
And why you must insist that you still love me
When so much that I do you cannot stand.
The truth is not at all what we imagine,
Reaching regions deeper than our thoughts.
Needs are rarely troubled by opinions,
And love gives no advice unless it’s sought.
So plunge into yourself as in a sea,
Then tell me truly what you want of me. 

7. Song  (Anne Wharton)
How hardly I concealed my tears,
How oft did I complain!
When, many tedious days, my fears
Told me I loved in vain.
But now my joys as wild are grown,
And hard to be concealed;
Sorrow may make a silent moan,
But joy will be revealed.
I tell it to the bleating flocks,
To every stream and tree;
And bless the hollow murmuring rocks
For echoing back to me.
Thus you may see with how much joy
We want, we wish, believe;
'Tis hard such passion to destroy
But easy to deceive.

You don’t love me, but ah! do I love you!
It kills me that right now you have another!
Each day I watch the antics of you two
Happy hopping birds and say, why bother?
But I am chained to you as fish to sea,
Or as the moon to Earth or Earth to sun.
The thought of letting go so tortures me
That I would rather let my anguish run.
I know that if I wait you will be mine.
Such love as this must sweep all walls away!
I am your natural light, and I will shine
Till due rotation turns your night to day.
Until then, this sorrow will remain:
My hope of joy must be my source of pain.

9. I Fear Thy Kisses, Gentle Maiden (Percy Bysshe Shelley)
I fear thy kisses, gentle maiden;
Thou needest not fear mine;
My spirit is too deeply laden
Ever to burden thine.
I fear thy mien, thy tones, thy motion;
Thou needest not fear mine;
Innocent is the heart's devotion
With which I worship thine.

When we broke up, you said you’d always love me.
Always, you said, always we’d be friends.
But soon I saw you wanted nothing of me,
And then I understood that’s how it ends.
You said, “Well, it’s much harder than I thought.”
I guess it’s always easier to lie.
You said, “Well, ask me anything you want.”
But I was much too frightened to ask why.
I guess it doesn’t matter why we failed,
Or why I love you after all you’ve done,
Or why the harshest truths must be unveiled
After the last train has come and gone.
I miss you and I love you, even though
What happened lies too deep for me to know.

11. You wear the morning like your dress (Hilaire Belloc)
You wear the morning like your dress
And are with mastery crown'd;
When as you walk your loveliness
Goes shining all around:
Upon your secret, smiling way
Such new contents were found,
The Dancing Loves made holiday
On that delightful ground.
Then summon April forth, and send
Commandment through the flowers;
About our woods your grace extend,
A queen of careless hours.
For O! not Vera veil'd in rain,
Nor Dian's sacred Ring,
With all her royal nymphs in train
Could so lead on the Spring.

Love me in the circle of your evening,
And in the morning quiet of your dreams.
Love me underneath ambitious schemes,
And when they slow and time can use some seasoning.
I do not need your highways and your streets
As long as I can be there when you’re home.
We both have miles of paradise to roam:
Let me be where your brave heart retreats.
And I will love you in the times of tears,
Of hope and laughter, pain and ecstasy,
And all the days of haunted thoughts, when we
Can share the undertow of vanished years.

13. The Flight (Sara Teasdale)
Hold me on your heart as the brave sea holds the foam,
Take me far away to the hills that hide your home:
Peace shall thatch the roof and love shall latch the door--
But what if I heard my first love calling me once more?

14. Yes, I could love (Anonymous)
Yes, I could love, could I but find
A mistress fitting to my mind:
Whom neither pride nor gold could move
To buy her beauty, sell her love;
Were neat, yet cared not to be fine,
And loved me for myself, not mine;
Not lady proud nor city coy,
But full of freedom, full of joy;
Not wise enough to rule a state
Nor fool enough to be laughed at;
Nor childish young nor beldam old;
Not fiery hot nor icy cold;
Not richly proud nor basely poor;
Not chaste, yet no reputed whore.
...If such a one I chance to find
...I have a mistress to my mind.

I OUGHT to be kinder always.
For the light of his kindly eyes; I ought to be wiser always,
Because he is so just and wise;
And gentler in all my bearing. And braver in all my daring,
For the patience that in him lies.
I must be as true as the Heaven,
While he is as true as the day, Nor balance the gift with the given,
For he giveth to me alway. And I must be firm and steady. For my Love, he is that already,
And I follow him as I may.
O dear little golden fetter. You bind me to difficult things;
But my soul, while it strives, grows better, And I feel the stirring of wings
As I stumble, doubting and dreading,
Up the path of his stronger treading. Intent on his beckonings.

I Love you poems are one of the best ways to express your undying love to your partner. We hope this selection of poems will be of some help to you.



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Love Poems: 15 Short Love You Poems
15 Short Love You Poems
❤️ This selection of Love You Poems have the benefit of going straight to the point without fluff. Use them to express how you really feel towards your partner.
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