First Love's Flame

There will always be a part inside of every guy
That misses the first girl he loved and didn't even know why
The flame will never flicker out though many storms may try
Even if he wants it to, the flame will never die

He will always love her no matter what the future holds
And will always wait for her even though her shoulder is cold
Maybe she will come back and his rules he can uphold
Maybe this time he will do everything that he told

But she won't likely turn around and see him on his knees
She will never see the things the same way that he sees
She may act like she wants him to come back and ask her please
But she won't believe its true. She will only tease

But maybe one day he will move on to another love
One that seems to be just for him like a God-sent dove
Hopefully he loves her like he's loved by God above
But still the first one we will never lose the memory of

Late Night Love Poem

I have always said that eyes
Can show behind someone's disguise
They show the truth that lies within
The things not seen by normal men
When looking in a person's eyes
There are no secrets and no lies
That person's true self can be seen
If what they say is what they mean
The eyes can show a person's soul
If filled with diamonds or with coal
A person can say things so bold
But eyes will tell what's yet untold
I love to look into your eyes
They always take me by surprise
I always find more beauty there
A beauty that is Oh so rare
This beauty is more everytime
Such that can't be described by rhyme
This beauty is from deep within
Yet still shines brightly through your skin
This beauty is your perfect heart
Of you, this is my favorite part
This perfectness embraces you
When you are seen, then it's seen too
You cannot hide how great you are
Your beauty shines like of a star
Embrace it and you soon will see
Everyone sees it, not just me

Random Love Poems

Eyes can shine straight to the soul, and yours shine Oh so bright.
The beauty that you radiate can lighten the darkest night.
A soul so sweet no words can near describe the way I feel.
For when I look into your eyes, you are my only will.



By night one way, By day the same. A beauty that will never be tame.
You still look great. Your perfect hun. A wander that can’t be undone.



Amazing Beauty stands before a mirror hanging on the door.
She looks upon here image there, a perfectness so great and rare.



Some say the eyes are doorways that lead strait to the soul.
For some people, their eyes would lead strait to a big black hole.
But in your eyes I see a greatness only you possess.
And in your eyes I see the fact that you are my weakness.