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the heartbreak fairy

By zach weinersmith / Submitted by Kirk, Blender-Keeper


By Ria / Submitted by peregrine falcon

It seems,
that Loveblender
is almosti dying...

But my love
for You
is not.

I still feel,
what I felt
for You
in 1997

More Quotes via "Love and Limerence"

By Kirk, Blender-Keeper
Musical tempo varies, but it does so roughly within the range of the human heartbeat.
--Dorothy Tennov, "Love and Limerence"

Love is a human religion in which another person is believed in.
--Robert Seidenberg

Now by these presents let me assure you that you are not only in my heart, but my veins, this morning. I turn from you half abashed--yet you haunt me, and some look, word or touch thrills through my whole frame--yes, at the very moment when I am labouring to think of something, if not somebody, else. Get ye gone Intruder! though I am forced to add dear--which is a call back--
--Mary Wollstonecraft to William Godwin

The pleasures of love are always in proportion to the fear.
--Stendhal, "On Love"

Oh Love! Thou bane of the most generous souls! Thou doubtful pleasure, and thou certain pain.
--George Granville, Baron Lansdowne

on "Love and Limerence"

By Kirk
I sped through the book "Love + Limerence", where Dorothy Tennov coins the term "limerence" - a bit like infatuation, but a lot more than that. - I wrote a medium-long ramble/review about it. I think it's worth reading, but if not, here are the good quotes I mentioned (none actually from the book)

"Amid the chaos of that day, when all I could hear was the thunder of gunshots, and all I could smell was the violence in the air, I look back and am amazed that my thoughts were so clear and true, that three words went through my mind endlessly, repeating themselves like a broken record: you’re so cool, you’re so cool, you’re so cool"
--The Movie "True Romance"

"You're sort of everything I've ever wanted
You're not perfect, but I love you anyhow
You're the woman that I've always dreamed off
Well, not really, but you're good enough for now"
--Weird Al

"In the salt mines, nearing the end of the winter season, the miners will throw a leafless wintry bough into one of the abandoned workings. Two or three months later, through the effects of the waters saturated with salt which soak the bough and then let it dry as they recede, the miners find it covered with a shining deposit of crystals. The tiniest twigs no bigger than a tom-tit’s claw are encrusted with an infinity of little crystals scintillating and dazzling. The original little bough is no longer recognizable; it has become a child’s plaything very pretty to see. When the sun is shining and the air is perfectly dry the miners of Hallein seize the opportunity of offering these diamond-studded boughs to travellers preparing to go down to the mine."

But love, he said, love was a fragile blossom; love was a delicate crystal; love was an unstable reaction with a half-life of about eight months.
--Joe Haldeman in "The Forever War"

"I think you like that computer more than you like me."
"That's not true, Liz. I do NOT like that computer more than I like you. [Please, please don't ask about the laptop]"
"'That' computer?"

"I've got to stop getting obsessed with human beings and fall in love with a chair. Chairs have everything human beings have to offer, and less, which is obviously what I need. Less emotional feedback, less warmth, less approval, less patience and less response. The less the merrier. Chairs it is. I must furnish my heart with feelings for furniture."
--Carrie Fisher

"You know, just because I didn't like that ridiculous comedy you did with Goldie Hawn did not mean I did not love you. That's what you always do. You confuse love for admiration."
--The Movie Birdland

Spring - in February?

By Ria / Submitted by peregrine falcon
It's only February,
but day after day
plus degrees.
The snow is melting fast.
Birds are chirpping.
The brich trees
have a violet tone.

I just need Spring now!

And I need You...


By B.K.

With his giant
Over inflated
Python like ego
He somehow thinks
That all this poetry
Is about him
When in fact
Even before 2005
After the break down
At a beach wedding on Ohau
It was and has been
From life experience
Of myself and the sum of more
Using the same
Trancelike channel
That got me here
To begin with
It has been a
A lovely remembrance
Torture and pain
Therapeutic mind bending
LSD and magic mushroom
Life eclipse of my own sun
Moon and any other planets
In between
My thanks to all of you
Who were there
To participate
What a revolution!


the twelfth of august twenty seventeen

good n plenty n cucumbers

By / Submitted by Kirk, Blender-Keeper

via's 30 Fascinating Facts About All That Candy You Love

[ W I N T E R ]

By hollywoodfox
Its snowing.
youre not here.

The last time I saw you,
we were covered in
frozen moans and sighs
Sticking to our skin,
Burning from the cold.
Icy hot breath on the wind
Tell-tale signs of fire and ice
Created by these two
Human beings,
Being human.
The sky is falling,
Bits of lace,
Arctic air accumulating.
The frozen are weak for the heat and I
Was scalding hot.


The soul contact felt round the world.
The pleasure epicenter of God.


By Star of David
whenever someone sets out to break me,
their intentions so transparent,
I look to you

an army of beggars, amateurs,
tongues tripping
on stock phrases

"you're so beautiful";
"I want you now";
"I love you"

it takes a halfwit to fall for it,
this parade of hands reaching out
to take, take, take!

hungry mouths spilling out
so much flattery, it stinks in the streets
saccharine sweet

then, unfailingly, the parade of accusations
weak men forever shouting

they think I care,
they think they burn me,
I, who have felt nothing after you


By Star of David
don't mind me
I'm just waiting
for the world
to stop breaking
all the women
it births


By Star of David
reel it all back in,
those feelings you poured into us
these past months

fill yourself up again
with your illusions, leave me empty
of your word vomit

did you think I would beg?
did you think I would weep?
did you think I would even blink?

you do me
a disservice
with these imaginings

I have been buried too many times
to be eviscerated
by one more ending

I will resurrect myself just fine


By Ria / Submitted by peregrine falcon

Tu, soltanto tu.
Mi Amore...

Hi Kirk and Always You

By Ria / Submitted by peregrine falcon
Hi Kirk!

Is Loveblender closing down?
All the writes, that have been here since years have dissapeared (e.g. BK)). Exceptionally few poems since a couple of months...??

A poem:

Always You

I sent you a text 1-2 years ago:
"Do you remember me?
I remember You very much."
You didn't answer.

I think of You often.
I dream about You
about once a month
(very vivid dreams :0).

I have many times damned
(even here)
the fact, that I can't
block you out of my mind,
out of ME!

It just IS Always You...

This is Love Podcast

By Phoebe Judge and Lauren Spohrer / Submitted by Kirk, Blender-Keeper
The This Is Love Podcast from the makers of "Criminal" seems promising.


By Wilkinson / Submitted by Kirk, Blender-Keeper

You block me out

By Ria / Submitted by peregrine falcon

You are a rather known person.
And you still do a lot,
that even the media
is interested in.

But when I put eg.
a Google search on you,
I get VERY few hits.
I think it's because you
block ME out!

Well. About 10 years ago
I was rather terrible.
I almost harrassed you.
I AM Sorry about that!

But You continued
to write to me here...


By Ria / Submitted by peregrine falcon
It seems even strange,
that I dream often of you.
Lovely dreams of you and me
beeing together.

Sometimes we are
as we are now:
You 66, I 70.
The passion is still there.
The teasing, the tenderness.

Oh. That reminds me of
that you loved to tease me.
Eg. your joke with the date
on your email 1997 :D.

Sometimes you and I
are as we were 20 years ago.
And the other people,
that were around us then
are in the dream too.

I love to dream about You in my sleep!

growing up

By Star of David
when I grew up
my mother hand-stitched me
a dress like a dream
layers upon layers
of silk and net
gold and white and cream

my stepfather
kissed me hard on the lips
and moved his tongue roughly
and insistently
inside my mouth
saying I was grown up now
this was his gift

men who came later
threatened to kill him
gnashed their teeth and
clenched their fists -
yet wanted the same
and more.


By Ria / Submitted by peregrine falcon
I could feel
(without seeing you),
when you came into the room.
The air was vibrating.

Your eyes met mine,
and my heart
was vibrating.

Remember and feel

By peregrine falcon
I remember my first love.
But I don't feel the feelings
I had with him.

I remember other men
I have had in my life.
But I don't feel the feelings
I had with them.

I remember the man
I was married to.
But I don't feel the feelings
I had with him.

It's 21 years since
I saw you.
But I feel all the feelings
I had with you.

Don't Tell Him

By Just L

Don't tell him I think about him as much as I do
He might get the wrong impression
Don't tell him he makes me smile
Or his scent is my obsession.

Don't tell him I'm smitten
It's just a crush
Don't tell him from afar, my heart swells a little
It's too much.

Don't tell him I find him unbearably attractive
He already knows he's handsome
Don't tell him he's kidnapped my heart
He'll hold it for ransom.

Don't tell him I like to kiss (a lot)
He'll attempt to make me swoon
Don't tell him I’m catching feelings
It's too soon.

Don't tell him you think we make a cute couple
Because we do.
Don't tell him I dreamed about us already
He'll think I'm crazy, too

~ Just L (October 18, 2018)


By Star of David
I killed a firefly

it kept shining, glowing

still emitting light
        long after it died

it left a trail
green gold

        steadfast drops

burned my eyes
poor baby firefly

you taught me
how it feels

        to hold light.


By Farah / Submitted by twisted_lie
Love is a game,
I gave you my heart,
You said those words and it felt like art
Lost in a feeling, cant see in the dark,
Where does love end and where does hate start?

You keep me safe from the storm,
Your arms oh they feel like my home,
Oh baby, that's where I belong,
Why has it been so long for you to finally come along?

Higher the flame,
I cast a spell to never part.
Forever and more, I am yours ;sweetheart.
Crossed the deep end ,I was left bruised with marks,
An angel ,a Godsend, fighting demons, I had to restart.

I love you, I love you, I love you, it's beyond me
Demons around me are fighting but you cannot see
You'll always be the one ,you'll always be the one, that set my heart on fire,
Love and lust, I was lost to desire, a soul caged in barbed wire,
I burn into ashes,darling, never believe a liar.

Love is a game,
You gave me your heart,
my demons got louder, we fell apart,
I lost my way, I could not see in the dark,
Where does hate end and where does love start?

C’est si bon si bon

By B.K.
I am so old
I remember
Too much...stuff
Silly cream puff
The good news
Is that I cut it off
Quite a while back
Yet somehow
It keeps up to snuff
Flip following me
Like a black cat
Shadowing me
In and out
Over and about
Hear me loud
You sneaky shroud
Stop your ghasttly ways
Such tricky horseplay
Neigh neigh
Get off your nasty dark cloud
Quit haunting my house
What is your spiel
Do you not you think
It is so time to get real


the thirtieth day of september twenty eighteen

Sad Brew

By B.K.
If love were truly real
Why are people still
Chasing their own tails
Like flea bitten
Gerbils on a wheel
Why cant they just run true


the thirtieth of september twenty eighteen

My Favorite Color is Teal

By B.K.
I more than gave you
Chances to talk
Oh you know
Shoot the breeze
Find out whether
There is anything
To say at all
The test at best
Has put you in peril
Yet I am curious still
Of how you might taste
After roasting on my grill


the 30th of september twenty eighteen

Second Guess

By B.K.
Music will keep us from madness
Imagination and jazz
To kill the political pain
Rock to put on your daily socks
With dance to chase these blues away
Add some love
And you all know the rest
Cheek to cheek....slow down...PROTEST


the thirtieth of september twenty eighteen

Breathe, Kiss, Quave

By Just L
Staring into your deep, dark eyes, I'm distracted by your full lips.

Your mouth I want.

Your taste I crave.

Magnetic attraction closes the distance between our hips.

Tongues in agreement.

Breathe, kiss, quave.

~Just L (May 5, 2018)

It All Makes Sense

By Just L
Downy fine hair on my shoulders
The indented crease down your spine
Crooked pinky finger I smashed in a door
How your face twists when you say "It's fine."

I live and breathe with words
However clever, dating by text fizzles
The sound of your climax I imagine
Your voice's intonation sizzles

Our nose runs when we're aroused
The secret of true love, olfaction
Your scent renders me tongue tied
The delicious chemistry of attraction

Your full mouth on mine
And light bites I do savor
You crave my sweet juice
Our love has a discerning flavor

Your spine tingling finger tips
Create deep and profound memories
Our sensual connection palpable
How do we release this intensity?

Each feels the same as the other
Reconnected with our soul's essence
Sharing a similar energy
We awaken each other's purpose

Timing is everything
And, mysterious.

~Just L (May 11, 2018)

How do you wish to be kissed?

By Just L
If you know anything about me. You know I have an affinity for kissing poetry. What better way to do research than to sample a few? I announced my intention, and they lined up on cue. The first bit and was too aggressive. The second had the softest lips. Next was the darting tongue. No one wants to be kissed like a fish! As the fourth pressed in I placed my fingers on his mouth, and guided, "Like this." The first wanted to try again. Yet, again, he missed. The fifth in line promised me a very good time. His breath reeked of turpentine, and I politely declined. Feeling discouraged I smooched six and seven. They were pleasant, falling short of heaven. Eight smelled great. Chapped lips no bueno. Nine eagerly stepped up to give it a go. I don't know what that was, but um, no! Ten appeared promising, eyes twinkling. Gently touching my maw, breathing me in. I felt woozy, tongue-tied and frozen. And as I was about to declare it a win, you I saw. You had not been in the running at all. You approached me, then stalled. I studied your face with anticipation. "You're doing it all wrong," you insisted. A little put off, I resisted. You came in closer purposely crowding my space. Your right hand rose to caress my face. Simultaneously, my curiosity piqued and feeling pissed. Upper lip resting on my Cupid's bow, you whisper breathily, "How do you wish to be kissed?"

[Your response here]

~Just L (May 12, 2018)

The Poetry Between Us

By Just L
I appreciate you each new day. You are simple, natural, waking up still sleepy. You are my sweet dream in your own way. I had this epiphany. I adore the lilt in your voice. It is finer than a symphony.I find sleeping in tangled sheets deeply affects my ability to entwine our bare feet.
And, soothing my weary soul with your touch quickens my heartbeat. With you, I feel safe, whole. When we share a beach fire over aged spirits in a bottle, and you kiss me plainly on the mouth stokes my desire. No doubt, I am committed to you. Your strong values I admire. You are in word and actions true. I love you more and more. When you say I love you, too, my heart is entirely yours. In this, we really have no choice. Together, our depths soar. Let’s simply rejoice.

~Just L (May 21, 2018)

Lost in You

By Just L
Is that your skin
Warm against mine
Are we melting together
Or am I heating you up?

Are my eyes open or shut
Am I dreaming awake
Are you inside of me
Or am I lost in you?

~Just L (May 24, 2018)

Awash in a Wave

By Just L
After hours upon hours of skin on skin, I am awash in a wave of orgasm. Letting the sea carry me away. Finally, getting a handle on this letting go thing. Perhaps it is the fullness of the gift offered in our shared bed. Or lack of sleep after a late night with the band. Either way no matter how we move you always find my hand. Pulling me to safety only to float away again. By dawn, my brain is neither awake nor asleep. Though love fills my heart, sweat and humidity force us to separate. Except for your measured breath, you barely make a sound, exploring treasures in the deep. Pushing your thigh, pelvis, and abdomen to greet mine I scream with delight on the inside. Rising up only to subside. And, as quickly as it comes, it goes out with the tide.

~Just L (May 26, 2018)

The Goddess and Her Lover

By Just L
See the slithering of the lover,
I think he's angry at another.

He finds it hard to see the brie,
Overshadowed by the wine flowing free.

Who is that swimming near the shore?
I think she'd like to eat s'mores.

She is but a superior goddess,
Admired as she sits among the novice.

Her intelligent car is just a honey,
It needs no gas, it runs on smart money.

She's not alone she brings lemon balm,
a pet lion, and lots of aplomb.

The lion likes to chase the empress,
Especially when she's dressed to impress.

The lover shudders at the pretty lady,
He wants to understand her philosophy.

~Just L (September 10, 2018)

An Angel Beckons

By Just L
I received a note anonymously;
Urging me to open my heart;
Trust the divine warrior who leads the heavenly army;
Who could this be?

The words were written with sincerity;
Though the name was withheld,
Its uniqueness touched me deeply.

He was to meet me where mountains meet the sea;
"How will I recognize you?" I thought.
Yet anticipating, he penned,
"You will know me."

With views of the cliffs, I was planted below in the lea;
At last he emerged from the sun's glare;
I strained impatiently.

Then as if in a dream I saw his energy;
The outline of a shadowed form,
Surrounded by a pink angelic light;
I recognized his stride immediately.

The colors of love, peace and harmony;
Literally, "he who seeks God“ --
Archangel Chamuel was on a mission to find me.

Excited my spirit jumped with glee;
"Yesss, I know you!"
"You love me."

~Just L (September 15, 2018)

I Made A Man Coffee This Morning

By Just L
I made a man coffee this morning;
Something in that comforting.

Watched him drink it over conversation
Much to my elation.

It's been awhile since I started my day
In this simple ritualistic way.

It’s how I envisioned my life
Once upon a time.

Sharing over a cup of joe
Being intimately in the know.

I made a man coffee this morning;
Something in that comforting.

~Just L (September 23, 2018)

I Want A Man (not you)

By Just L
I want a man who without a doubt --

DESIRES me sexually
is emotionally PRESENT
and WANTS me in his life.

You are no longer that man who --

CARES for me
makes me SMILE
I am my BEST with
and I want out.

~Just L (September 26, 2018)


By Just L
Those eyes so soft and kind
Reflect a different set of mind

Once enticing your kitten
By all accounts I was smitten

A hundred yard stare replaced
The smiling crinkles of a happy face

Among crocodiles you're swimming
In a sea of love drowning

Unattainable your heart's desire
When integrity hangs by a wire

I watch the full moon relieved
You are the only one deceived.

~Just L (September 26, 2018)


By Ria / Submitted by peregrine falcon
I was attacked by a freud with lovesacm. I have gotten at least 30 contacts during the last year in Facebook by men, beeing: 1. Good looking., 2. My age., 3. Working in the military., 4. divorced or widows. I was fooled by one, because he had a Finnish name, Jari Virtanen. He started imediatelly to send me messages. I started to be suspicious very soon, because he said that he had moved to Sweden, when he was 3 years old, but his Sweedish was very lousy. He seemed very nice, so I continued anyway.
After a month he started to declare his love for me. I asked him not to, but he didn't respect that. He got worse: "I love you more today, than yesterday. And I love you more tomorrow, than today." - I ended it all.
A bit later I realized, that he was just one of these freuds, that try to get money from women (surprisingly there wasn't talk about getting money from me yet between "Jari" and me).

I don't believe, that you can Really love a person you haven't even met face-to-face!


I had met you 5 times,
and read your 400 pages book
about yourself,
and we had sent a lot
of emails to each other,
before I realized
I was in love with you.