With My True Love
Come and let me liberate you this day with my love,
Come and let me look after you with my sincere heart!
And eat what pleases you in the garden of my love;
For i will like to speak to you about this love when ou come,
And of your beauty that was seen through my window last night.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Related quotes
Speak The Word
Unsettled hearts
Promise what they cant deliver
Bring me the wine
And the cold night air to clear my head
Gray matter memory house
Master of this trembling flesh
Steady still my doubts
Let me speak the word that precedes bliss
Let me speak the word
Let me speak the word
Love love love love love love love love
Let me speak the word
Let me speak the word
Love love love love love love love love
Let me speak the word
Let me speak the word
Let me speak the word
Let me speak the word
These weakened knees
Have not touched ground or pew in ages
I havent bowed my head
I offer thanks to any God or to ask for favors
But watch me now
Im falling down
Praying
To speak the word that precedes bliss
To speak the word
To speak the word
Love love love love love love love love
Let me speak the word
Let me speak the word
Love love love love love love love love
Let me speak the word
Let me speak the word
Let me speak the word
Let me speak the word
song performed by by Tracy Chapman
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
will you believe me if I speak of love?
If I speak of love, it is because love speaks
To me, like we are having this conversation
About love itself, and I ask love that if I speak
Of love, will love believe me?
And love sighed, and finds this question
Too self-serving for itself, for love could
Be biased too, telling me that if I speak
Of her, she will believe me, oh, that would
Be too unnecessary of love, to speak about itself,
For love to believe in love from love itself
Who is asking about love,
About me and telling me, she will believe me,
In fact, this would be too confusing, too confusing,
But I speak of her today, and I speak of myself
Too, believing about this love of mine,
And so confused we see each other eye to eye,
The eye of love to my eye of true love,
Talking heart to a true heart,
The heart of love talking to the heart of true love,
and finally, though confused, and still taking breaths,
love, she finally,
Said, yes, love believes me, love believes my love,
love speaks of love, love believes in love,
In my love, and there is no other. Love begets love.
That is what human history had always told to itself.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
25
If I speak of love, it is because love speaks
To me, like we are having this conversation
About love itself, and I ask love that if I speak
Of love, will love believe me?
And love sighed, and finds this question
Too self-serving for itself, for love could
Be biased too, telling me that if I speak
Of her, she will believe me, oh, that would
Be too unnecessary of love, to speak about itself,
For love to believe in love from love itself
Who is asking about love,
About me and telling me, she will believe me,
In fact, this would be too confusing, too confusing,
But I speak of her today, and I speak of myself
Too, believing about this love of mine,
And so confused we see each other eye to eye,
The eye of love to my eye of true love,
Talking heart to a true heart,
The heart of love talking to the heart of true love,
and finally, though confused, and still taking breaths,
love, she finally,
Said, yes, love believes me, love believes my love,
love speaks of love, love believes in love,
In my love, and there is no other. Love begets love.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
You Wrote The Book On Love
When I first met you my life turn a page
Chapter one was our true love we speak
You caught me with your kiss
Speaks about the mess I hate
You knew where you came from
and you see
What pleases you and what pleases me
Girl when you touch me
I began to understand
Refrain
You
song performed by by Backstreet Boys
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
Ride Or Die
Crazy over you
I don't know what to do
I don't understand why I'm crazy
Over you, I don't know what to do
I do
I would give up everything just to feel and be with you (if I had to)
I would pawn the ring you gave to me just to feed you (if I had to)
I would give my very last breath just to help save you (if I had to)
I would tell a lie just because I know you are the truth
[Chorus:]
I'd ryde for you
'Cause you're the truth
I'd die for you
Ooh, 'cause I'm a fool in love with you
And I'll do anything that pleases you
Only you
If I had to
I would throw away my only wish just to prove to you (if I had to)
I would die all alone if living meant without you (if I had to)
I would go through all the pain again just to find you (if I had to)
I'd surrender all my love just because I love you
I don't understand why I'm crazy
over you, I don't know what to do
I don't understand why I'm crazy
over you, I don't know what to do
I'd ryde for you
'Cause you're the truth
I'd die for you
Ooh, 'cause I'm a fool in love with you
And I'll do anything that pleases you
I'd ryde for you
'Cause you're the truth
I'd die for you
Ooh, 'cause I'm a fool in love with you
And I'll do anything that pleases you
I wanna run to you
Breathe as one with you
Absent in time without you
Existing only for you
Every dream is of you
Only turn to you
My baby, my love
Only turn to you, woo, woo
I'd ryde for you
'Cause you're the truth
I'd die for you
Ooh, 'cause I'm a fool in love with you
And I'll do anything that pleases you
I'm gonna run for you
I'd ryde for you
'Cause you're the truth
I'd die for you
Ooh, 'cause I'm a fool in love with you
And I'll do anything that pleases you
song performed by by Jennifer Lopez
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
In The Love Garden
In the garden where Love
Could be found
I found a beautiful Princess
Whose Love I share.
Inside the garden where Roses
Could be found
I found a mighty Angel
Whose Love is mine
Within the garden where Love
Could be found
I found a white Flower
Whose beauty is that of a bride
Between the garden where Love
Could be found
I found a mighty princess Diana
Whose heart I share
Underneath the garden where Love
Could be found
I found a charming Diamond
Whose charm is that of my Love
And
Outside the garden where Love
Could be found
I found me a Lover
Whose heart is mine!
And
Inside the garden where Love
Could be found
I found me a pen
And write this lovely ballad for my babe!
poem by Olawale Idowu
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Are You Sincere
(words & music by wayne walker)
Are you sincere when you say I love you
Are you sincere when you say you love me too
Oh and are you really mine every day, all the time
Ive gotta know which way to go
Will our love grow, are you sincere
Are you sincere when you say I love you
Honey, are you sincere when you say you love me too
And are you really mine every day, all the time
Ive gotta know which way to go
Will our love grow, are you sincere
song performed by by Elvis Presley
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
Koku
To be despondent,
To be active,
To love the muse when many are asleep;
But with sincere love we can solve out some difficulties among us.
Of the closeness of your love to my heart,
And of the sweet muse of your joy that it brings;
For you and i can make it work together,
And to be desperate like the joy of my heart!
I am Koku and you are my lover,
And of all the activities that we share together;
But with sincere love to crown the day!
For we can solve out the differences between us together.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Speak to Me
Speak to me
speak soft my love.
Whisper tenderly
from your heart.
If I am far from your side.
Let your words
travel on the winds.
Guide me safely back to you.
When I am hurting my love.
Speak to me.
Take away my pain
by the sound of your voice.
Chase away dark clouds
with the brightness of song.
Open the door to my heart
pour in your love.
Speak to me with your heart
and I will answer.
By telling all the world
of our love.
poem by Kurt Hearth
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
New Heart
Tears everywhere....
Hope that smile will appear after that
A little girl heart just wanna to write
Nothing to do with others
Only trying to learn
Only trying to speak
With her sincere heart
Finally she found true love
Love without asking someone to return
True love means share
True love means understanding
True love means that you love without asking
True love means sacrifice
Feels hurt
Feels rude
Feels unfair
But it's true love
And it means universal
Use your heart not your eyes
If you are looking for true love
Thanks to friends
Thanks to my mom
Thanks to my brothers and their nice wife
Thanks for my sister in law
who gave to my mom a wonderful nephew
Thanks for my uncles and my aunties
who stand beside me when my daddy passed away
Thanks for my husband who share tears on our sadness day
Thanks for neighbors and friends who give me a ride and foods
when i don't have enough money without push me to be a beggar
That shows me the unlimited of true love
I feel lucky to have many true love in my life
God of Wonder
Oh God of wonder
God of Grace
Here I stand before you
Humbled and broken
Speak of Your love
Oh Father, Oh Father
Speak of Your Grace
Oh God of earth
God of Heavenly place
My heart opened to receive
My heart abides in You
Speak of Your love
Oh Father, Oh Father
Speak of Your Grace
Oh God of Love
Oh God of endless mercy
Open my eyes to see You
By Spirit blest by You
Speak of Your love
Oh Father, Oh Father
Speak of Your Grace
poem by Lisa Finney
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
My Wish Came True
(words & music by hunter)
My wish came true
When I met you
Ive searched and searched
My whole life through
Theres just one thing
Dear before we start
Dont say you care
Then break my heart
When you speak of love
Please be sincere
For if you play with love
It can bring tears my dear
My wish came true
To my surprise
When you stood there before my eyes
And when my heart
Started beating fast
Twas then I knew
I found true love at last
song performed by by Elvis Presley
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
We Speak Often
we speak often...
of revolution, yet
we almost never speak,
of the old woman left alone,
her husband dead two years...
who sits in the dark,
and sometimes eats,
and cant see to clean her house.
we speak of peace,
and send troops to liberate,
teaching seperation in our churches.
we speak of hope,
yet horde all we can,
and keep our revolvers loaded.
we speak of justice
in terms of 'i' and 'they'....
and applaud wordplay in our courtrooms...
we speak of equality,
then call each race by name,
and demand that they speak english.
we speak of god as holier than thou...
never understanding dialogue and dissolution....
we speak a lot, yet cannot listen...
what fools we are!
poem by Eric Cockrell
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Now Speak About Love
after the pain
now speak about love
i told her that she must now speak
about Love,
the love of a man crazy about her,
or her mother on a love unconditioned upon something else
the love of society,
the love of her siblings, the love of her daddy,
after the pain, i ask her to speak about love
after her husband left her, after no man henceforth
or any eye cast a glance on her wrinkled,
furrowed, harrowed, hollowed soul
she does not speak, for now, after the pain, after the harrowing
experience,
to love she cannot speak, to silence she got married.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Love Matters To Me
Love is you
Love is me
Love is the baby we keep
Love thus, makes me weep
Love gives me patient and knows no hatred
Love helps me to say I do before the wedding bell
Love makes my head swell
'Don't you know I love you..,
Is not just a word.
So don't say it if you don't mean a word
Empty promises were not kept where there's no love
…but where there's love, all is well
Love can make your heart be loved again
Love can make you smile again and no matter how..,
…scared or not, love can make you fall in love again.
Love understands
Love gives you a hand
Love makes you dance to the rhythm of your heart without a band
Love knows all mate
Love doesn't underate
Love tolerates.., concentrates and appreciates
To be sincere, love made me do this.
Love is you
Love is me
Love is the baby we keep and it strongly matters to me
poem by Temi 'Spoken Words' Sholeye
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
My Best Teacher
she is my best teacher
my love teacher
she taught i to kiss
taught i how to miss.
She ushered me into the circle of love
where my head spinned of her glory
she moulded my fragile heart
with precision she ignited it.
Thump thump thump!
It goes in her presence
i feel it
i see it in her eyes
the gleam the twinkle
speak of a sincere love
i guess am understanding
this lesson of love.
poem by Pen anthony
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Her love is my inspiration
Her love is my inspiration
Love is the inspiration for my heart to sing a tune,
love is the inspiration for my ear to hear,
love is the inspiration for my soul to warm,
love is the inspiration for my mouth to smile,
love is the inspiration for my eyes to glisten.
Love is the inspiration to draw my soul near another
love is the inspiration for my mouth to utter sweet words,
love is the inspiration for my eyes to gaze upon her,
love is the inspiration for my heart to speak out.
Love is the inspiration for need, love is the inspiration for my mouth to touch hers,
love is the inspiration for my eyes to close,
love is the inspiration for my heart to race,
love is the inspiration for my tears to burn.
Love is the inspiration for longing,
love is the inspiration for my eyes to see only her,
love is the inspiration for my heart to cry out,
love is the inspiration for my ear to hear her whispers,
love is the inspiration for my soul to join hers forever.
Love is the inspiration for forever,
love is the inspiration for my heart to be whole,
love is the inspiration for my ear to always hear those words,
love is the inspiration for my soul to have hers,
love is the inpiration for my mouth to speak the truth.
Love is the inspiration for my soul to seek life
love is the inspirationfor my ear to hear her words,
love is the inspiration for my soul to reach for her,
love is the inspiration for my mouth to speak her truths,
love is the inspiration for my eyes to always look upon her first,
For she is the inspiration for my Love.
Nathaniel Cole Buddington
poem by Nathan Buddington
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Train
A carriage full of dried moths, faces sour with old leather,
a midnight softness, perhaps a glass in water, slowly,
and you speak of love in the conjunctive,
you would have liked to have known more about me,
but your heart is walled up and full of soot as
roads and fires fly past the windows, they illuminate
half of your face as you speak with care, bloodless and monotone.
You are very reasonable, so sincere, your calm voice as regular as the ticking of wheels on rails, your eyes are railway bells.
But you have a brick in your chest, love`s asthma.
poem by Leslie Philibert
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Sheeran
Hilarious actors and the one who want to meet your demands,
And to come to me and to assist me on this love;
For i will lead you on always.
Sheeran my love,
Do come to me with the materials of love;
For your love is Greenish like Glennish.
Try to take me on with the wings of love,
And take me to your the sweet apples of your garden;
For it is poetry and,
It is you that i want to satisfy me.
Sheeran my sweet heart,
It is all about love and the muse that it brings;
So come and lead me into paradise with,
Your sweet love songs from your garden of love.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
In the Garden, With My Father
It is spring.
As in my garden, I stand.
In the garden -
My father is there;
... though long since gone...
He IS there.
I tend to the weeds,
The veggies and flowers...
He is there.
I never understood him
(as I should have, could have) ...
Until now,
Here, in the garden.
Where I, like he, work the soil.
I've come just recently
(these last few years)
To enjoy and love my garden so.
- I am not as surprised afterall, as I would have thought,
To find him here.
Here, in the garden.
He loved his garden very much.......
I - at that early age of restless youth - had no use
For such slow moving things.
But now, I see, and myself move, at a much slower pace.
Therefore, it is him I am here and now able to see,
In the garden.
Watching it all grow, so peacefully.
It is somewhat sad, that now,
When I can no longer tell him,
I understand.
For I have come to find... I love the garden too,
Just as much as he;
And we both always will.
My father - standing in the garden -
I now know.
After all these long years.
And I've missed him so;
But, how wonderful to find,
He IS here...
In the garden, our garden,
Always, with me.
poem by Smoky Hoss
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!