I love butterflies,
But I feel them most when you're around.
I love my playlist,
Yet your voice is my favorite sound.
I love tulips,
But the flowers from you are my favorite of all.
I don't talk much,
Yet with you, I could spend hours on call,
I love reading,
But I'd rather write to you letters.
I love being alone,
But with you, everything feels better.
I loved sunsets
Until I saw you smile.
My heart was steady,
Until you came close and it stopped for a while.
I love the rain,
Because you love it too.
I love writing poems,
But now they're all about you.
I love stargazing,
Yet I'd rather look in your eyes.
I love you,
For the way you give me butterflies.
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Author:
Hadeed musa (
Offline) - Published: April 26th, 2026 14:33
- Comment from author about the poem: "To me, this poem means that loving you didn’t change who I am — it just made everything I already loved feel more alive, because now it’s all tied to you."
- Category: Love
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Comments1
A lovely love poem where all centers around the object of love. Nicely done
Thank you so much 😊
You are most welcome
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