Love Poems for a Girl

Love poems for a girl are sure to get the attention of the one you love. Poems that will work for any woman. Capture her heart with romantic words of love.

Porphyria's Lover

By Robert Browning

The rain set early in tonight,
The sullen wind was soon awake,
It tore the elm-tops down for spite,
And did its worst to vex the lake:
I listened with heart fit to break.
When glided in Porphyria; straight
She shut the cold out and the storm,
And kneeled and made the cheerless grate
Blaze up, and all the cottage warm;
Which done, she rose, and from her form
Withdrew the dripping cloak and shawl,
And laid her soiled gloves by, untied
Her hat and let the damp hair fall,
And, last, she sat down by my side
And called me. When no voice replied,
She put my arm about her waist,
And made her smooth white shoulder bare,
And all her yellow hair displaced,
And, stooping, made my cheek lie there,
And spread, o'er all, her green hair,
Murmuring how she loved me — she
Too weak, for all her heart's endeavor,
To set its struggling passion free
From pride, and vainer ties dissever,
And give herself to me forever.
But passion sometimes would prevail,
Nor could tonight's gay feast restrain
A sudden thought of one so pale
For love of her, and all in vain:
So, she was come through wind and rain.
Be sure I looked up at her eyes
Happy and proud; at last I knew
Porphyria worshiped me: surprise
Made my heart swell, and still it grew
While I debated what to do.
That moment she was mine, mine, fair,
Perfectly pure and good: I found
A thing to do, and all her hair
In one long yellow string I wound
Three times her little throat around,
And strangled her. No pain felt she;
I am quite sure she felt no pain.
As a shut bud that holds a bee,
I warily oped her lids: again
Laughed the blue eyes without a stain.
And I untightened next the tress
About her neck; her cheek once more
Blushed bright beneath my burning kiss:
I propped her head up as before,
Only, this time my shoulder bore
Her head, which droops upon it still:
The smiling rosy little head,
So glad it has its utmost will,
That all it scorned at once is fled,
And I, its love, am gained instead!
Porphyria's love: she guessed not how
Her darling one wish would be heard.
And thus we sit together now,
And all night long we have not stirred,
And yet God has not said a word?

Sometimes it's hard to express your feelings to the one you love, but life is to short to just standby. Confess your love to to her with this love poem for a girl.

If She Only Knew

What would I say to her,
Where would I start.
If she only knew,
What I felt in my heart.

Perhaps one day soon,
I would tell her how I feel.
But I had to be certain,
For now I stood still.

Her beauty could not be matched,
Most would not even try.
And the girls who challenged,
Ran away somewhere to cry.

Don't misunderstand my meaning,
She's the sweetest girl I know.
But jealousy is an emotion,
Some just can't let go.

One question that remained,
I could not get out of my head.
Should I tell her she's the one,
Or should I wait some more instead.

Well life is short I've heard,
So I confess my love to you.
Now I can rest easy,
Knowing if she only knew.

Love Poems for A Girl

By Danny Shaw

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