Do all poets write love poems? Maybe all poetry is a love poem to something. This is my collection of offerings to the volumes of love poems that speak to the heart. Love that works, love that hurts. Unrequited love, long distance love, soft love. It is through the words of poets that we learn that we are not alone in all the ways we love.

This collection contains almost 50 poems separated into three parts: love that doesn’t work, love that does, and love that pushes up against the erotic.

I confess I only wanted to dream
with you while the rain
beat the windows,
your arm heavy on my chest,
warming the very place I keep my sins.

from the poem, Sin Stained Lips

I won’t tell you how my
heart skips and stops
when your lungs stutter,
breath catching in the bronchi
like finely shattered bone.
How my love rests like
an apple slice in your palm,
at the mercy of your lips.

from the poem, For You I Take a Breath

Can’t it drift like river ripples,
bloom like pink petals?

Can’t it be a peach skin love
like velvet under your fingers?

from the poem, Soft Love

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