no one knows how much i love reading love poems written by women! how they express longing and yearning and how they appeal so much to the senses ... i like how they almost brink on insanity, insecurity and faithlessness... the most common state a woman is in when she's in love. hail women poets!

On such a night as this
When no moon lights your way to me,
I wake, my passion blazing,
My breast a fire raging, exploding flame
While within me my heart chars.




The Gods of heaven are irrational.
So I may die and never meet you,
whom I love so much.

When evening comes
sorrow overwhelms my mind.
I see his phantom
that speaks the words
he used to say.

寂寞深闺，
柔肠一寸愁千缕。
惜春春去，
几点催花雨。
倚遍栏干，
只是无情绪！
人何处？
连天衰草，
望断归来路。

me and the unquoted poems.