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“There are as many kinds of love as there are hearts.”

― Leo Tolstoy


Love is an enigma. It can be the best thing that ever happened to you, or the worst. It’s impossible to plan for, and it can’t be controlled. I guess that’s why love is such an enduring theme in storytelling. It’s endlessly complicated.


I’m a hopeless romantic. I enjoy reading and writing stories where love shows up to challenge the protagonist. And love is on my mind right now as I consider which book to write next. It’s a choice between the fourth Beyond Androva story and the conclusion to the Light Mage trilogy. The former will begin with the love story that happened off the page in the previous Beyond Androva book, and it has a real ‘enemies to lovers’ vibe (fun to write!). The latter concerns two characters who deserve to find their way to a happy ending because they’ve been mad about each other almost since the day they met.


In the name of writing research, today’s post is a collection of ten beautiful poems about love. A few of them are famous, others are less well known, but they all capture something of the pain and joy that love can bring. And because I’m such a Shakespeare fan, he gets to open and close the list! I hope you enjoy the poetry, and thank you very much for visiting my blog today πŸ’•.


For thy sweet love remembered such wealth brings

That then I scorn to change my state with kings.

— William Shakespeare


and if you are to love,
love as the moon loves;

it does not steal the night —

it only unveils the beauty

of the dark.

— isra al-thibeh


with you
the long

way home

never felt

long enough

— Ben Maxfield


Love is a rebellious bird,
that nobody can tame,

and you call him quite in vain,

if it suits him not to come.

― Ludovic HalΓ©vy


What was that sound that came in on the dark?
What is this maze of light it leaves us in?

What is this stance we take,

To turn away and then turn back?

What did we hear?

It was the breath we took when we first met.

Listen. It is here.

— Harold Pinter


Had I the heavens’ embroidered cloths,
Enwrought with golden and silver light,

The blue and the dim and the dark cloths

Of night and light and the half light,

I would spread the cloths under your feet:

But I, being poor, have only my dreams;

I have spread my dreams under your feet;

Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.

— W. B. Yeats


I love you
More than I ever thought I could

So deeply I never thought I would

I love you

More than you will ever know

So much more than I can show

I love you

I believe in you and me

With all my heart until infinity

— Ann Hirsch


The world seems
somehow slower

when you are

next to me.

As though my senses

cannot focus

on anything

but you.

— Blake Auden


I love you
For putting your hand

Into my heaped-up heart

And passing over

All the foolish, weak things

That you can't help

Dimly seeing there,

And for drawing out Into the light

All the beautiful belongings

That no one else had looked

Quite far enough to find

— Roy Croft


Doubt thou the stars are fire;
Doubt that the sun doth move;

Doubt truth to be a liar;

But never doubt I love.

— William Shakespeare


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