Tell me that this fear is just paranoia in my mind,
we're not straining, we're not struggling,
we're not sinking, we're just fine.
I'm not perfect my dearest, but damn have I tried,
and I'll try harder but I know I'll have the same results every time.
Do you want me all the ways that I am?
With all the struggles and the tears and the clinging to your hand.
I fear your getting further and Im left on the shore to stand,
watching you in the distance with a bullet in my hand.
Tell me all this worry, its just clutter in my mind,
tell me not to worry that we're doing just fine.
Cause Im scared to run you off and I feel Im falling deep.
And Im so frightened of these thoughts that its getting hard to sleep.
All I know is that the heart wants what it desires,
because of you the match inside has turned into a fire.
And I feel the broken glass thats sticking from my skin,
Wondering if you'll remove the pain or push it back in.
My hearts frantic wondering if you feel the same,
pleading and begging for more than just a saying,
but to feel and to see that im not alone,
with being in this love thats overwhelming.
Once I told you that we didnt have a spark,
but you were lighting up and I was sitting in the dark.
And this fire, this blaze its wrapped in desire.
Im terrified to lose you, I think I might die or,
maybe disappear from all the pieces falling out,
im going crazy but when i open my mouth, nothing comes out,
and I cant explain to you why I just need to hold you close,
why every time you leave Im scared to let you go,
why these tears are building up behind my eyes,
all I know is that the heart wants what it desires
and it desires to be your wife.
So tell me in my panic, that your words are true,
tell my my dearest what I mean to you,
tell me that this paranoia is all within my mind
we're not struggling, we're not sinking tell me we're just fine
Copyright © Jay Loveless | Year Posted 2013
Here I lie beside you
My heart goes thump.thump.thump.
My soul dances inside you
Reveling in the texture of your own.
Electric and flowing
The currents of our love
Glow like neon lights
Illuminating the hope in my eyes.
Though we're not moving
I feel so incredibly alive
Invincible to my past
Untouchable by all who lack
That gentle touch of when
You lean in and brush my face
Your lips grazing my skin
Softer than a butterfly.
And then you gaze into my eyes
I fall into your depths
Twirling like the autumn leaves
Melting into your smile
Your soul reminiscent of summer.
You pull me into your arms
And for a moment I'm lost
Breathless and in awe
Staring in the face of pure exquisite love
And there you are - holding it
Glowing in the moonlight of my stare.
My heart beats - its drum pounding away
Echoing a song thats lost its words
I touch your cheek and smile
My hands cant stay away
My lips s l o w l y, draw near yours
Hovering, and then -
Part, a soft warmth against them.
My eye lids pulling shut
Dragging me into a silent heaven
I pull away - and what seemed millennia
Lasted only a moment, a second in time
But this is our love
This is what you do to me
You make me invincible and fragile
Lost forever in a beautiful reverie.
Copyright © Jay Loveless | Year Posted 2013
Since first I saw you, it was your eyes,
mesmerizing, your gaze transporting
me to a realm, not of fantasy, real,
where young men go when cupid’s
arrow takes root.
Since first I saw you, it was your lips,
captivating, holding me frozen
in anticipation of our lips brushing
for the first time.
Since first I saw you, it was your voice,
a crescendo, light, invigorating,
each word you speak intensifies
my hearing, enveloping each
note, time ceases as I hang motionless
Since first I saw you, it was your hair,
long, flowing, gently rising above
your shoulders as a slight breeze
passes through sending waves
of your essence my way.
The sun magnifying each strand,
highlighting the minute
variances of invigorating color,
creating a halo effect, a portrait of
your beauty forever imprinted.
Since first I saw you, It was you,
my love forever more for you,
Copyright © Mac McGovern | Year Posted 2010
Forty years of married life, the couple set out to celebrate
Fine dining beautiful wine, and a waltz with stumbling gait
Turning to her husband she demands for him to remember details
Quickly he answers, “Yes darling, your beautiful dress, my hat and tails.”
He walked beside her hand in hand she notices a tear drop that falls
Thinking he’s sentimental she demands to know what he does recall
Sighing wistfully looking at the stars he tells her, it was before they did wed
Your father had a shotgun, he said if I didn’t turn up I'd wish I was dead.
“Why do you remember that, is there nothing more romantic you can say?”
The virago of a wife demands more memories of the wedding day…
The husband sighs “He said he would send me to jail for forty years at the very least“
I just had a thought, if I hadn’t married you, tomorrow would be my day of release……
Entry for Laughter The Best Medicine sponsored by Vie
Copyright © Mandy Tams The Golden Girl | Year Posted 2012
Sitting in this empty room
Looking at broken pictures of me and you
A broken life together
I always thought we’d make it forever
What has become of me?
I never ever thought I would be
One of those who were beaten down
One of those who didn’t make a sound
Silent when you pushed me around
Silent when you covered my mouth
Silent when you raised your hand
Silent when you gave your commands
But something deep within my soul
Tells me to rise up and take control
Take a hold of my lost self again
Knowing if I don’t this might be the very end
You will not break me down this way
You will not darken my coming days
I am stronger now you see
And I will never let you kill the beautiful soul inside me
I am someone who has a voice
I am a woman who can make my own choice
I don’t need permission to be free
Or to discover the real woman inside me
Discovering the strength and power within
To let the bright shining sun shine in
To let my heart feel free and bold
To let my soul escape your choking hold
I’ve come to realize just a few things
That my life is worth more than two gold rings
Sometimes it has to be that way
For me to take ME back and then for me to say…
I am a beautiful woman inside
I will never ever run away and hide
I will rise to the very top
I won’t quit and I won’t stop
There is nothing that I can’t do
There is nothing left for me and you
So now I surrender and just let go
I am special this I know…..
Copyright © Jod!e Quintero | Year Posted 2009
My bride of the black dress,
Come to me my dear,
Take my hand and kiss me,
My beloved bride,
Soon the wedding will start,
And we shall be wed,
Now wait for me,
Wait for me,
My love is never ending,
Your deathly white skin,
And boney arms are beautiful to me,
So wait for me my bride,
I shall join you soon enough,
But first let me remove this dagger from your heart,
My beautiful bride of the black dress,
Our heaven awaits.
Copyright © Rae Stegall | Year Posted 2007
She whispers to me,
Says things this man never
Heard ever before.
She tells me and shows me
The contents of her heart.
Just to think of me.
She truly is,
But treats me
Like, beautiful art.
She sings songs to me
About love and life
And of wonderful dreams.
She is a gift,
Truly due to innate beauty
Which flows like
The most beautiful of streams.
She shares with me,
All that she wishes
Me to see,
But she cannot hide
The real person, inside.
She shares completely
And feels, with me,
There’s no reason to hide.
Copyright © Michael Degenhardt | Year Posted 2008
So come kiss me and say good night,
Before the moon goes full and bright,
The eye lids blinking envied peeps,
To see your face in charming sleep.
Your hands, the warmth, it comfort me,
Your eyes, the pearls from lovely sea,
Their shyness sing and dance to heart,
No king or god shall see its art.
To hold your gentle skin to chest,
And lie on lap in complete rest,
Your pretty blossom face I kiss,
And dreaming places, holy bliss.
Your scent of roses bring me forth,
This pleasant chill from mountains north,
Your face that shine and smile with sun,
Reminds me of the love I won.
The western winds shall blow for you,
To fill your hairs with shining dew,
Your sparkling face bring back to life,
My soul I took with hunters knife.
But dying soul then lives again,
From death and night by breaking chain,
Your love keeps calling back to life,
To hear you sing, my charming wife.
Copyright © Anees Rahman | Year Posted 2014
I was just trying to remember the past
trying to remember the good people
and the bad people,
that i came across on my way,
i want you to know
that you are among the good people
that left a good trace in my life,
once again i just want to say thank you
for passing through my life,
is so short but is wonderful
i want you here forever.
Copyright © VICTOR BUN | Year Posted 2012
I want you..
And I was made just for you
I'll make love to you
All the night with you
Feel my heart that burns in fire
Look my eyes that full of desire
As our bodies ignite in passion
Our souls chain in a strong union
Carressing every part of you
Gives me satisfaction
Dancing in the hymn of love
That just the two of us can hear it loud
Nothing seperate me from you
No one could make me feel like the way you do
Our passion for each other binds us together
And our love for each other makes us FOREVER!
Copyright © Jerica Sanchez | Year Posted 2013
I watching the sunset somewhere
oh my but it does look lovely
if I were a criminal
the police will probably bug me
darling I’m coming home to you
so come and hug me
go on sleep my wife
I’ll watch over you
because I am your hubby
I’m glad I promised
I will be rid of the bubbly
yes it brought quite a bit in me
the good ,the bad
and the ugly
this is the end of the story
Copyright © Phatt Matt | Year Posted 2015
Quiet as a mouse
tip toeing to the shower
washed, dressed, now ready
her cheek, a loving kiss left
looking back, tanned beauty sleeps
Copyright © James Fraser | Year Posted 2015
Executing my pace to destiny with an added pair of legs
makes it a perfect symphony
the long queue of my aspirations and visions
will translate into reality
by passing through the doors of your views.
Your focus, ideology and belief, nothing more I expect
corresponding to mine, like a lock and key
that I respect.
One can expertly execute, but two will effectively deliver
every bridge has two ends
and no coin has just one side.
The body’s functionality naturalizes in pairs.
the limbs, eyes, ears and lungs;
even the mouth, nose and the brain
house anatomically paired contents.
This rounded finger-loving element
just confirms our steady Life’s movement.
My mind rings with an uproar of oceans
but not anointing that finger becomes my dreadful superstition.
Now! Let’s honour the “pair-religion” as I…
Stand on a foot and a knee, engaging you with the popular line
“Will you marry me?”
Copyright © Funom Makama | Year Posted 2014
The hours dwindle slowly by-
When I want you by my side.
Longing to feel the warmth of your breath
As you kiss away my pride.
The anger melts away,
When I'm held within your arms.
My balance quickly faltering;
As I fall for all of your charms.
The weeks are always longer-
When I don't get to have you near.
Wishing that I could run to you-
The distance heightening my fear.
The hours go by rapidly-
When you are finally home.
Leaving me all by myself;
With my thoughts to roam.
The cycle starts all over-
I'm wishing that you were free.
Longing to feel the warmth of your breath.
Until you come right back to me.
Copyright © Alyssa Waters | Year Posted 2013
Love is my nest.
It holds me
where all the world I see.
It saves me
from the ground
which my soul will never meet.
Up in a forest tree
hunters scattering in threes
they'll never catch me
I have love.
I am perfectly happy.
relaxed I am
I do not stress
for there isn't life
without my nest.
who cares what's below?
I am above.
love is my nest
My nest is my love.
Copyright © Haley Corthell | Year Posted 2013
I do not know?
Bradlee Joe is mine, he's always been mine,
The younger brother of David Authur Rasmussen Jr.,
Those gorgeous brown eyes staring at me, natural hair color,
That's brown; just like his brothers, but he dyed it blonde.<3
That gorgeous angel face, I think of him everyday all day, think of,
Those memories, that smile, that laugh, that voice, those strong arms,
The strong arms that hold me, just like his brother used to.
The sweet things he says to me, those precious eyes look into,
Into mine, the way he runs his fingers through my hair, the way he tickles me,
The way we play wrestle, the way we talk, the way we look at each other.
Eyes full of wonder, wonder how long we'll stay together, then he says,
He says "Baby we'll stay forever", and I believe every word he says,
My God if he only knew, knew how he makes my heart pound, the way,
The way it's just so easy to talk to him, man I can tell him anything, and I know,
I know that he'll keep it a secret, that's why I trust him with everything,
Everything inside of me. Everytime he asks me if I wanna start,
Start over with him, I always say yes, because I love him!!
No matter how much he hurts, I'll always love him, I do, because,
Because I know it's real, I love him with everything inside of me,
I want to wake up next to him everymorning and fall asleep,
Fall asleep in his arms everynight, say "I do" to him, have his,
Have his children, be in love forever, my God I've never felt this way before.
I fell for him the first moment I saw his gorgeous smile light,
Up that dark lunch room, the way you hugged me tight, exchanged,
Exchanged numbers with each other, and the way we talked on the phone for hours on end,
Oh how I wished for you to be mine, How I still wish to change,
Change my name to Briana Lynn Rasmussen.
Babe I can't inagine a world where you don't exsist, babe without you,
Without you I'd honestly die.
The son of David Authur Rasmussen Sr. and Sandi Rasmussen,
The brother of David Authur Rasmussen Jr, and Cheyeene Rasmussen,
The cousin of Kenneth Michael Hampton, better known as Mikey :) You have
Have a older bro, a younger sister & brother, and you have you,
Father's eyes, your brother's strength, your mother's beauty, and your crazy,
Crazy sense of humor.
With you I can't stop smiling, laughing and giggling.
Babe I am finally home, it's been a long time, and I am glad you kept the bed warm for me,
My home is with you, it's the only place where I belong, and babe I am so glad to be home.
I love your curly hair, I love the way you hold me, the way you kiss me, the way yoy,
You love me.
I love everything you do, and everything about you,
Babe I really do hope that day comes where we say "I do."
Hell I'd do it right now if I could, if you wanted me the same.
I want to be the mother of your children, I want to be the on;y woman you come home to,
Come home to after work, the one you give sweet kisses to, and the one you tell,
Tell me about your day, the one who wants to fall asleep in your arms, and
Wake up in your arms with my head on your chest, see your sweet smile everyday,
Hear the words "Good Morning Baby, how'd you sleep?"
I'd reply sleepily "Great, how bout you Angel?" I love everything about you, everything
Everything you say, babe I love the fire in your eyes, the way you are protective over me,
The way you fight for me.
Babe I just wanna be your forever, and when we die baby,
I want to be laidto rest next to you, or with you in the same casket, because,
Because I'm only me when I'm with you, you are the only one who keeps me warm, The only one
Only one who makes me feel like I am home, like I'm finally alive,
Like I'm finally me, babe you are my better half and really honestly,
I've been so lost without you, and I am so glad to be back home.
Copyright © Briana Lynn Minard-Adler | Year Posted 2012
OH MY BEAUTIFUL WIFE !!!
Years passed like a lovely dream
Still the love for U hasn’t trimmed
I still wish
I could bring those days back
So that I can live with U
For years on the same track
I know its been 25 year
My love 4 U hasn’t reduced Oh dear
U r still the same Gal next door to Me
For whom I would climb any tree
U were the one with whom
I shared the moments of pleasure
Joys, laughs, tears
Which is the best thing, Dear
I would always treasure
Bond between Us is growing strong N long
The love we have would never prove wrong
Nothing could have asked more in life
M really glad to have U
Oh My beautiful Wife
Copyright © YASHWANT CHOUGULE | Year Posted 2011
I deeply loved, my granny New,
The first to show me, she loved me too,
I remember in, my childhood days,
Together we had, very special ways,
To pass the hot, hot summer days.
We would go swimming,
In big Piney creek,
Tho some of her instructions were a bit weak,
Don’t get into that water M,
Un till you learn to swim,
That was one, of her special gems!
After awhile, being fully out on a limb,
I remember a funny reply, from my uncle Jim!
While your in the creek,
For I’ll box your cheek,
Mocking my granny,
She’s say, I’ll whip your fanny,
Now that was my granny!
We were shore, poor,
In those good old days,
But my granny had special ways, she says,
Poverty stricken, I reckon,
But we had a plenty, of pig bacon,
Sometimes, no way to make it,
And we would not fake it,
So to the Lord we would take it,
And God would not forsake it,
So that’s how we’d make it!
Granny was know for her fried chocolate pies,
And I am here to tell you guys,
She would make and bake,
And they were not, store bought fake,
And her fried chicken,
Now many years have come and gone,
But granny’s love I’ll remember long,
She was 79, when her love song left,
With the soul of herself,
Now of earth there’s, nothing of her left!
But her love is stored,
And I know it’s not bored,
With the master Love,
Who is above!
There was a vision she told me just before she left,
Seeking some guidance for herself,
Two beautiful hands,
With a beautiful golden wedding band,
On the left hand,
Reaching down from above,
I said it’s your husband of love,
Jesus Christ from above,
She said , I’ll be,
Yes that’s right, now I see,
My husband to be!
Her soul of love left, out of body asleep,
Not a peep, from this love sheep,
She joined Father love, who is able to keep,
Without a seep,
Of his pastor!
Copyright © john freeman | Year Posted 2009
I didn’t know the doctor.
I don’t know how I chose him.
Perhaps my landlady had recommended him
or maybe I simply picked him
from the yellow pages.
I was two thousand miles away
from my mother or any relative
or friend with whom I could
go to for advice.
It was embarrassing to open
up to this stranger,
but I needed to know.
The doctor had bad news for me.
I was not pregnant and it was
doubtful that I would ever be pregnant.
My body had betrayed me.
I left his office in despair
and cried myself to sleep
in my young husband’s arms
after I had burdened him
with the doctor’s report.
I wanted to be pregnant.
I needed to be pregnant.
Most of the young brides of my age
had a baby during the first year of marriage.
It was going on two years for us
with no sign of pregnancy.
I was alone all day while
my husband worked and
my baby would be company.
We had come to this city for work,
when my husband could not
find a good paying job
near our native home in North Dakota.
I was young and lonely.
The doctor had given me a prescription
to take for the symptoms that had puzzled me.
I don’t remember the name of the medicine
but it made me very ill.
The nausea did not get better
so I returned to the doctor.
He decided to give me the rabbit test.
The test came back positive.
My husband was worried about me.
World War Two was in full swing.
He thought he would be drafted and
he didn’t want me alone in the city
so far from my family.
We left the city of Detroit and
moved out to the West Coast
where my folks now lived.
We arrived by train, just
two weeks before my baby was born.
It was March 4th, 1943 when
I first held my beautiful son.
I inspected his perfect body,
gazed at his beautiful face and
smiled at the bright red hair on his head.
It was the happiest day of my life.
For Carol Brown's Happiest Day contest won 5th place
Copyright © Joyce Johnson | Year Posted 2010
Loving a bleach blonde white girl will be the best thing that has ever happened to me. My love for a white girl will always be stronger than ever. It seems that I've got real feelings for this girl. The fact that day in and day out, for the rest of my life, the only thing I want to tell this white girl is that I really love her. Looking into the eyes of this beautiful, attractive white girl is like looking at a pair of priceless gems or expensive diamonds worth $385,000. And when I look at her face, it's like looking at a beautiful angel right in the eyes. When it comes to loving a bleach blonde white girl, I want to be her black knight and shining armor. And when it comes to falling so seriously in love with a white girl, I must protect her from real danger, especially that of a bunch of womanizing jerks. Not only do I not want this beautiful white girl to go through any more drama in her life, I don't want to break her heart, either. Right now, I see this white girl as my best friend, my would-be, possible girlfriend, my future wife, and the mother of my children. If this beautiful white girl had a nicer, gentler black guy like me in her life, I promise not to ever cheat on her with any other girl, even if she's as attractive as this girl is. I don't want her beauty to go to waste. And if me and this white girl were to be together and stay as a loving couple for the rest of our lives, that would be great for the both of us.
Copyright © Brashard Bursey | Year Posted 2011
A funny little clown, a bright red nose.
Lots of make-up, and bright blue bows.
Children laughing, some fat and some thin.
Either dressed in new clothes or rags that are faded and dim.
Pretty white ponies with beautiful glittery saddles.
And again, those funny clowns are hitting eachother with paddles.
One clown keeps fallimg and pretending to cry.
The other is daydreaming and lets out a big sigh.
There are beautiful ladies whose costumes are rare.
And a man who scares the children by dressing up as a bear.
Fantasizing is a convienient thing, it keeps the shock low.
So the surprise about the real world won't be such a big blow.
"Surprised about what"? is what you ask next.
Its something you can't learn in a text.
You'll learn about life by the things you go through.
You'll learn about whats fake and about what is true.
You'll see that the clowns are still funny and have a red nose.
But then you'll see realize only money buys the ladies rare clothes.
That's also when you realize your clothes are faded and dim.
And you recognize how many times you've been beaten by him.
Yes, those clowns with paddles are at it again.
Funny. They are married and they're children number ten.
Thier children are scared and crying in bed.
Because thier big mean daddy made thier sweet mommy dead.
Copyright © Candy Kross | Year Posted 2011
I wish I were the air,
To pass through you every minute of the day,
So I wouldn't miss one heart beat,
Or not hear one thing you say.
For at times I feel so lifeless,
Empty and so cold,
No matter how I express myself,
I don't say all I mean,
And let go of all I hold.
When we are old,
I will still love you,
When our cards fold,
I will make love to you.
Like we just met,
Sweet surrender for you,
-I'll never forget, all you are to me.
Intertwined like grapevines, two bodies,
Sharing one soul, one mind.
Your beauty surpasses my need to be right,
Outweighs meaningless words,
For what I feel can not be caught by sight,
Only felt by my hands,
For when we are old,
I will still love you,
When our cards fold,
I will make love to you,
Like we just met,
Sweet surrender for you,
-I'll never forget, all you are to me.
Copyright © Laura Loo | Year Posted 2015
That Other Man
Everything was beautiful
everything was going just right.
Then came along that other man
that stole your heart that night.
Nothing I could even do
as I watched with my own eyes.
I saw you were drawn to him
as you turned toward his cries.
I felt a measure of your love
as it went from me to him.
I wonder what I'll tell the world?
What can I say to them?
Without one ounce of anger
no jealousy or spite.
The day I saw your love for him
when you held him that night.
Cause I was there beside you
when he came in the room.
And the doctor set our baby free
that was trapped inside your womb.
I know he stole your heart away
and there's nothing I could do.
Because you see when he was born
he stole away my heart too.
Edwin C Hofert
Copyright © Edwin Hofert | Year Posted 2015
I do not know?
You are my heart
You are my soul
I love you with every bit of my mind, body, and soul
You are my better half
You are all I need
You give me strength to make it through each day
I miss you when your gone and
Delight at your return
You’re my friend
My angel sent from God above
Thank you for your Beautiful Soul
Copyright © Sarah Frieman | Year Posted 2008
After being together for a time of great length
I have no idea how I put up with you, or where I get the strength
You make me so furious, just so mad!
Why do I put myself through this, if I just end up being sad?
I get a reminder every morning when I turn to your side of the bed.
The passion our love used to have, a fire burning such a deep red.
Years pass and the fire dies down
I look at you and your once glowing smile, turned into a frown.
What’s changing I really don’t know
Sometimes wondering if it was all a show…
But in the morning, breath stinky and hair a mess
I look at you and know I’m blessed.
Because behind those eyes I see a spark
Memories of making out in the park
The only time we’d cry
is when we had to say good-bye.
I see something that’s keeping us alive
During the screaming shouts there is something in our hearts we are trying to revive
We’re trying to rekindle the burning embers
When all of the sudden, not just our minds, but our hearts remember
We lean in for a passionate kiss
And all of the sudden, remember the feeling of bliss.
And who knew that was the fuel we needed,
A blissful kiss our hearts and lips have so deeply missed
To rekindle our fire
To rekindle our passion
To rekindle our faith and trust we had in each other.
Copyright © Catelyn Huffman | Year Posted 2013
I do not know?
Passion in D-Major
Feeling, the sensuous brush-
strokes on a canvas,
to a symphonic crescendo,
of our shared heartbeats,
fading between the notes,
feeling your soft body entwined
your form bathed in my infinite
our orchestral desire rising,
conducting a shared fusing of
... the music echoing ...
over the precipice,
on the brink of dazzling rainbow
lost in the void,
of an eternal instant,
plunging through the depths of
for a prolonged,
bouquet of shared time.
Copyright © Scribbler Of Verses | Year Posted 2013
Life was incomplete and so dry,
Till a beautiful stranger came by;
We met and met, till we fell deeply in love,
Together we got the taste of paradise above.
So now we walk, through the aisle of life,
No longer strangers, now we're man and wife,
With all our love and trust in one another.
We promise to hold each other's hands forever.
Copyright © Sujish Kandampully | Year Posted 2014
He who finds a wife has found a good thing. This is why I came forth
to meet you, diligently to seek your face, and now I have found you- and my heart
is still rejoicing. I will rejoice with you, my wife. I have remembered the covenant
of our God, and because of you I have found favor in His eyes to drink waters,
fresh waters, out of my own cistern, out of my own well, and my fountain shall be
blessed. I will be ravished with your love always. I will lie down with you only and
share the warmth of your body, for you are virtuous. You are my crown. I will have
joy in you all the days of my life. So, love me and know me as I know and love
Your name is like an expensive perfume that is poured forth, like the
fragrance upon your garments to delight my soul. As i gaze upon your figure, I
see that you are perfect and unique. How beautiful you are, fairest among
women; majestic as the troops with banners, there is no flaw in you. Only you
are pleasant to me, my love, pleasing with all your delights. Behind the veil and
the locks of your hair, you have stolen my heart with one glance of your eyes.
They overwhelm me, the eyes of a dove, beautiful like the pools of Heshbon, and
your nose is as the tower of Lebanon that looks toward Damascus. Your cheeks
are like rows of rubies and beds of sweet flowers and spices. Your lips are like
scarlet ribbons dripping sweet smelling myrrh. They drip like the honeycomb, so
kiss my body softly with the kisses of your mouth, for your love is better than
Copyright © Leon Stacey | Year Posted 2007
My husband came inside with love in his eyes,
Carrying a beautiful red rose that was his secret prize.
He said, “Little Babe, look what I have for you…”
It was flawless red rose still glistening with dew.
Moments like that are frozen in time,
Memories of a love that was at its prime.
Today we have separate lives, but the memory is still sweet.
A single red rose will always make my heart skip a beat.
Copyright © Brenda McGrath | Year Posted 2016
I do not know?
I was so touched to see that my husband sent a beautiful poem to me in a My Space
message this evening. I was so happy that I decided to write him a little romantic poem
back. So I wanted to share them with everyone here who is nice enough to read the poetry
in my blogs. I feel so lucky to be so loved by him!
To Courtney From Malcolm
You are as precious a Lilly
And as beautiful as a Carnation
As sought after as a Rose
Am I worthy of you I suppose
Probably not that's why I wrote this prose
In honor of your greatness
To Malcolm from Courtney
Your heart is like a precious gem
I guard it with all of my being
For the love you give me is priceless
All of the wealth I possess comes from
Knowing that you are my one and only true love
Copyright © Courtney Dyer | Year Posted 2009