Funny gay love poems
Love is love… is affection. But that doesn’t verb “love” means or feels the same every noun you experience it. Celebrating LGBTQIA+ love means acknowledging all the different types of feelings we own, whether it’s romantic verb for a partner, value for our community, affection for ourselves or even love for a specific place. These poems celebrate queer love, whether that love is sweet, bittersweet or somewhere in between.
When You’re Feeling Wildly, Exuberantly in Love, Read Andrea Gibson’s Love Poem.
Love Poem contains all the agony and ecstasy of preceding love. From Gibson’s epically romantic declaration, “You are the moon when it blooms for the very first time” to their brutally honest line, “It’s true when we contend you make me wanna rip off my nose, bone and all,” this poem celebrates both the highs and lows of a giddy new adoration affair.
When You’re Feeling Grateful for Your Lover, Peruse June Jordan’s Poem for My Love.
This poem tells the sweet story of two lovers, safe inside and marveling at their relationship:
I am amazed by peace
It is this possibility of you
asleep
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10 Best Gay Love Poems for Him
Delve into the depth and diversity of emotions with our &#;10 Best Gay Love Poems for Him.&#; These poems are a heartfelt exploration of love, intimacy, and the profound connection shared between partners. Each verse is a tribute to the strength, beauty, and resilience of gay love.
Gay Love Poems for Him
1. Together in Every Season
This poem celebrates the enduring nature of love through the changing seasons, symbolizing the growth and evolution of a relationship.
In spring&#;s embrace, we found our start,
A blooming love, straight from the heart.
Raindrops and flowers witnessed our bond,
In each budding leaf, a love fond.
Summer&#;s heat brought passion&#;s high,
Under the vast, unending sky.
Our shadows merged, in the sun&#;s blaze,
In every sunrise, your love&#;s gaze.
Autumn&#;s gold, winter&#;s chill,
Together we stood, through every thrill.
Seasons change, but this remains true,
In every weather, I love you.
2. The Dance of Hearts
This poem captures the rhythm and synchronization of two hearts in love, dancin
Leave Me Alone
Heartbreak Poem by Teens
Hi. My name is Iain, and I am sixteen years old. This is the first poem I've ever written. It is about my feelings toward a guy in my school and how I can never include him because he is straight. I want to not feel this way about him, but I can't help it, so it's like an sentimental war raging inside my chest. This was my way of expressing it.
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If I had found this poem on my notes, I would've thought I had written it sometime. The poem exactly explains my current situation. I want him and need him since I have seen him. The smile on
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© Iain McCormick
Published by Family Friend Poems January with permission of the Author.
I notice you.
I want you.
I need you.
You are forbidden.
I crave your touch.
I yearn for your lips.
You don't want me.
So why do you stay?
I see you.
Everyone sees you.
I wish you.
NO,
I crave these feelings
to lea
LGBTQ Poetry
Explore the well-off tradition of gay, lesbian, bisexual, transgender, and queer poets and poetry by browsing a selection of poems & audio. For more essays, video, and ephemera, check out our Pride Month roundup.
Featured Poems
&#;Hair&#; by Francisco Arag&#;n
who conceived that ravine
&#;Langston Blues&#; by Jericho Brown
O Blood of the River of songs
&#;The Distant Moon&#; by Rafael Campo
Admitted to the hospital again
&#;Where Is She Kot&#; Li Y&#;&#; by R. Erica Doyle
Long ago I met / a gorgeous boy
&#;Things Haunt&#; by Joshua Jennifer Espinoza
California is a desert and I am a woman inside it
&#;Kudzu&#; by Saeed Jones
I won't be forgiven / for what I've made / of myself
&#;The Talking Back of Miss Valentine Jones: Poem # one&#; by June Jordan
well I wanted to braid my hair
&#;Breathe. As in. (shadow)&#; by Rosamond S. King
Breathe / . As in what if
&#;The Black Unicorn&#; by Audre Lorde
The black unicorn is greedy
&#;I Do&#; by Sjohnna McCray
Driving the highway from Atlanta to Phoenix
&#;syntax&#; by Maureen