Love Poems About Stars Novels & Stories

She sat down again, with a meaningful space between us which got me to smile lightly, of course, she wasn't aware of my smile, because her face was buried in the book she was not reading, she was just avoiding my eyes. "Back to the poem; Poem for My Love by June Jordan." I read out the title of the poem and its poet before handing the script back to Adrian. "Read out the poem Miss Williams." She took it from me and began reading, "How do we come to be here next to each other in the night Where the stars that show us our love are inevitable Outside the leaves flame usual in darkness In the rain Falls cool and blessed on the holy flesh." She raised her head to glance at me, "That's all Dr Raph

Lying down between the trees, he pulled me onto his chest. “The shape of the stars, when seen with the naked eye, looks like tiny points of light. But through a telescope, they reveal themselves as luminous spheres, each unique in its glow and intensity. It’s like a shimmering veil stretched over infinity, dotting the firmament with their soft, radiant light, creating an indescribable spectacle of beauty. Some stars shine with a strong, steady glow, while others flicker delicately, as if sending messages of light across the cosmos.”

The girl continued to listen to her music without paying the slightest attention to Roy. Under the sparkling night sky, she walked with a dazzling smile. Her heart fluttered, love grew in the dark, A secret that only the two of them knew. The stars watched, silently testifying, This love was unstoppable, uncontrollable. She is the spring in his arid heart, Turning his world into colors. She wrote poetry in his mind, Carving her name in every stanza. Fate brought her into the arms of the poet, Between unspoken words. The stars watched, silently testifying, This love was unstoppable, uncontrollable. She was the spring in his barren heart, Turning his world into colors.

He gave her his widest grin and pecked her lips this time around. "Hmm, lemme pour my own new poem for you. It's a lonely night Silently watching the heaven above that has no gap Quietly wishing it also has the small crack That is separating my heart from being one and whole The stars are getting acquainted to each other Helping the other twinkle And I wish they'd look down at me and flicker the dying Light in my soul and bring it back to life Still watching as the old dry palm branch shaped moon Slowly drifts down to the appointed term

Victor Amuso; the devil. And as if he knew without even turning that I was there. My eyes were fixed on the billions and billions of stars above. It’s like nothing, I’ve ever seen before. Breathtaking. But I have never seen them with him there. Stars filled the sky like pale corn on the freshly turned ground. It was the promise of life in the darkness, love in hatred and a sense of warmth springing from the cold.

Inhaling her scent, he heaved a sigh of relief. The moon was looking bright and full. Many starts adorned the beautiful sky making it look shining. It has become their hobby now. Watching the moon and starts together. Sometimes she would make him count the stars too. As much as he knew it was a waste of time, he would count gladly. Anything to make her happy. After counting the stars for a minute or so he would give up. She couldn't help but burst into giggles looking at the cute faces he made as he couldn't count anymore. And everytime he would say that his love for her was just like the stars in that vast sky. You cannot count it. It keeps on adding, just like his love for her. His love fo

“There’s this beautiful poem Nana used to read to me about the stars sometimes when I came here. I didn’t fully understand it then, but I think I do now.” “She called it If The Stars Could Speak. It was by one of her favorite poets Clariel Estevez, if I remember correctly.” He turned fully to her now, rubbing his palm along the exposed skin of her arms. He could only be grateful the dress wasn’t fully sleeved like all the clothes she enjoyed wearing. “Wanna hear it?” He asked when she didn’t say anything.

Memories returned when he made love to her. That night, Gabriel held his woman in his arms as she cried herself to sleep. He knew it was woefully inadequate, but he was unable to do more. He desperately wanted to make love to her. He wanted to tell her the truth. He could do neither. Finally, after Calleigh fell asleep, Gabriel could take it no more. Rising from the bed, he stared out the open French doors to the terrace, as the warm breeze whirled the curtains. He stared at the full moonlight floating against the black waves of the Mediterranean Sea, like lost ghosts caught and trapped in dark, invisible webs to the earth.

She was sure of that. “Well, I could compare you to the stars as well. Should I?” he chuckled and then went on. “Sometimes so distant and far away they seem so untouchable. However, the lights they shine are timeless in the way we understand time here on earth. Sometimes they make things out of nothing, and others, they can destroy everything around them, but that doesn’t change how they look as they sparkle against the darkness around them. They are also a beacon of hope and have a calming effect on people like me and you. Knowing that we once came to this planet as nothing more than spots of dust on a rock. Their beauty is everlasting, and people will see them in lifetimes before and after

"You are good at guessing too." Taking my seat, I sat down beside him. A small star twinkling with light, mischievously squinting, said hello to me. All were like a sly pearl that adorned the dark blue night sky and was no less inferior to the bright moon. "The stars are so beautiful today. It reminds me of my loved one. I miss those walks while holding my dad's hand. He was my lucky charm."