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I Think of You

You’re sleeping soundly, but I’m left on fire
Engulfed by flames of burning hot desire
I yearn for you, and in my heart’s an ache
For I must wait till sun kissed, you awake

I think of you, so full of every grace
You’re angel bearings show upon your face
The strength of virile man is in your stance
It makes the heart in me just want to dance

To know that you are mine is sweetest treat
 It makes me want each day anew to greet
The joy of losing self there in your eyes
Gives me the wings I need to take to skies

You give me strength; you give me love that’s true
My world is epic all because of you

For Gautami Phookan’s Contest- I think of You 
February 17, 2015

Copyright © Eileen Manassian | Year Posted 2015

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Your Look of Precious Love

Whilst I gaze so warmly in your eyes my dearest, 
I see deeply your pure angelic soul of love 
Reflecting like a radiant flight of a dove, 
Charting its flight on so high emotions purest!	
Our spirits ascend high in the sky so clearest
To the very boundaries of Heaven my love,
Where the power of brightness is God’s best above. 
Your look of precious love is always mine dearest!

When we kiss so passionately our lips so melt,
As we caress warmly emotions are so felt!
Why we do this darling defines our love so dear,  
As counts the worth of angels’ blessings to be here!
How we love each other so matters on God’s Earth,
Your look of so precious love exceeds all gold’s worth! 

Gary Bateman, Copyright © All Rights Reserved, December 05, 2014 
(Petrarchan Sonnet poetic format in Iambic Hexameter)

Copyright © Gary Bateman | Year Posted 2014

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The Snowflake

Young love is pure - like snow when fallen new -
and always I’ll recall one wondrous day!
Through dawn, soft powder fell; clouds lingered grey
until mid-morning. Splendid sun shone through
the gloom, and sky turned periwinkle blue!
Excited, we ran laughing, out to play
in snow, which all around us brightly lay.
But never did I guess what would ensue. . .

You chased me, until breathless, we both dropped
onto a blanket of sheer white, and then
a snowflake touched my mouth. Your fingertips
began to trace its shape, until you stopped. . .
Your gaze became intense, and that is when
you bent to kiss the snowflake from my lips.







OR Horses & Snowflakes







Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2010

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Your Beautiful Heart Doth Beat

Your Beautiful Heart Doth Beat

Your beautiful heart doth beat with rapture,
And the sweet of your kiss doth now swoon me.
We caress now and my soul you capture;
My love no place other I wish to be!

When we embrace my love in joy and fun,
Our hot passions spark an alchemic fire.
Our spirits soar high now becoming one,
Affirming love only God can inspire!

Your heart beats a brilliant tempo of love,
That enchants our eternal souls replete.
It’s God’s gift to us from Heaven above,
And His divine love is true and complete!

To God now I pray your love forever;
I declare my love leaving you never!    
 
Gary Bateman, Copyright © All Rights Reserved,
November 14, 2015 (Shakespearean Sonnet)

Copyright © Gary Bateman | Year Posted 2015

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The Tides of Our Passion

The Tides of Our Passion

The tides of our passion cry out my love, 
As we seek to define who we are now.
To live this special life gives us that how,
And when and why we must seek God above!
Our souls blend one perfect constant of love, 
As we prize God’s cosmic eternal vow.
Our passion defines our life and us now;
Our love basks in Heaven’s own light above!

Our passion’s rapture is love replete,
With brilliant emotions forever bright,
As we kiss softly under God’s moonlight!
Love’s magical force makes our life complete,
As we seek happiness here on God’s Earth, 
Knowing love shall transcend our mortal birth!

Gary Bateman, Copyright © All Rights Reserved,
July 28, 2015 (Petrarchan Sonnet)

Author’s Notes:
Meter: Iambic Pentameter
Octave: abbaabba | Sestet: cddcee

Copyright © Gary Bateman | Year Posted 2015

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Return To Me

Return To Me

As I count the days until this Spring's thaw,
darkly a shadow hangs over my head.
Your sweet memory for me holds it all
always a place waits your love in my bed.

Yesterdays- memories made of romance,
you stole the hot desires heating my mind.
That fantastic night, I taking a chance,
was then rewarded, your sweet love to find.

Darling, fly back to our palatial nest
from your distant first vacation retreat.
I exist only when loving you best,
and pray for the moment again we meet!

Upon distant shores, you leave my heart sad.
For we are everything we ever had!

Robert J. Lindley, 09-27- 2015


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Total # Syllables:	140
Total # Lines:	17  (Including empty lines)
Total # Words:	104

Copyright © Robert Lindley | Year Posted 2015

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Dear Juliet

Dear Juliet is on her balcony - awash in moonlight. Do you see her there? Her form - how graceful, and her face - how fair! She is a pearl which night stole from the sea and placed beneath the stars to spellbind me! Behold the luster of her auburn hair. The sun has set, bright red, and yet I’d swear it lingers in her long locks so fiery! How fortunate am I in that the Fates have given me the love of Juliet, for she’s a gem while I am but a stone. And see how patiently this goddess waits. She has her pick of any suitor. . . yet she’s chosen me and waits for me alone!

Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2014

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Paradise My Sweetest Love

My sweetest love hearest thou my advice
Let's leave for the garden of sweet paradise
We will live under a rainbow with cherries
Eat sweet mangoes and bright berries;
Build a cottage in its midst with a skylight
Bake gingerbread as the sunsets at twilight
Shower in the misting rain on our lawn
Sing sweet songs with the birds at dawn;
Make fireflies’ lanterns soothing our mood
The ravens will bring us nourishing food
The sparrows will build our resting nest
Oh my love—my darling, my earnest:
Together we will wish upon a shining star,
And from each other we shall never be far!


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© Revised 5/31/10
© All Rights Reserved
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5th Place Winner - Parody Poetry Contest. 
Sponsored by Dr. Ram Mehta, 6/10/2010

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Joseph S. Spence, Sr., is the author of "The Awakened One Poetics" (2009), which is 
published in seven different languages. He invented the Epulaeryu poetry form, which 
focuses on succulent cuisines and drinks. He is published in various forums, including the 
World Haiku Association; Poetinis Druskininku, Milwaukee Area College, Phoenix Magazine; 
Möbius Poetry, and Taj Mahal Review to name a few. Joseph is a Goodwill Ambassador for 
the state of Arkansas, USA, a college faculty, and a military veteran.

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Copyright © Joseph Spence Sr | Year Posted 2008

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My Juliet

Thou art to me the fairest crimson rose,
A tender bloom with dawn's first colour gilt;
Yet ev'ry flow'r in mortal clime that grows,
Is here for but a time, and then does wilt.
By all I e'er held dear, I now aver,
That though a rose may wilt, yet still 'tis sweet;
I only hope a place I could secure
In fondest adoration at thy feet.
For fairness found in form and face will fail,
But that within the heart may shine undimmed;
Though nothing for youth's beauty may avail,
A heart with golden deeds may yet be rimmed.
My Juliet, in truth I do declare,
I love thee not for youthful beauty fair.

Copyright © Isaiah Zerbst | Year Posted 2014

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Shall I Compare Thee to Your Mother's Arse

Shall I compare thee to your mother's arse?
Thou aren’t more lovely, but more flatulent.
Rough winds do shake it; and bring on a farce
And all her clothes hath all too short a rent

Sometime too hot-headed of hell doth burn,
And often is the true nature exposed;
And every foul from fowl; my stomach churns,
By reason, or by nature's raging closed.

But thy infernal diet shall ne’er start
Nor gain possession of which now I grasp;
Nor shall we meet again; let’s stay apart,
When in eternal sounds the voice does rasp,
So long as men can breathe or eyes can cry,
So long lives this, and I bid thee goodbye.

Copyright © Flippant She-Creature | Year Posted 2012

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That Spring Love in Your Eyes

That Spring Love in Your Eyes

Spring Love’s in your eyes for me now to see,
And it reaffirms thoughts of our special love;
And there is no other place I would rather be,
As we kiss deeply under the moon light above!

Darling with you in my arms this spring season,
My feelings are of such passion with true bliss;
We are “two” together by His Heavenly reason, 
And for this our time together is never amiss!

With spring in bloom and God’s blessing above,
My heart’s yours forever my love please know;
For I know our emotions are of the deepest love,
And for this Darling to the Earth’s end I would go!

With that special spring love dear in your eyes,
Nothing on Earth compares with this Heavenly prize! 

Gary Bateman, Copyright © All Rights Reserved,
May 10, 2015 (Shakespearean Sonnet)

Copyright © Gary Bateman | Year Posted 2015

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Nights So Love-locked In Your Arms

Nights So Love-locked In Your Arms



Nights love-locked into your arms
breathing in all of your charms
A spell cast to set love ablaze
we lost into epic, romantic haze

You gave its greatest gift, bliss
thanking heaven I did not miss
The sweetest ever enduring kiss
in my dreams I often reminisce 

Rested within your lover's trust
heart's deepest desire, a must
Songs that sang us both asleep
memories we shall forever keep

Memories flood out this the best
love surviving each and every test!


Robert J. Lindley, 09-24-2014

note: Decided to share here my poem for today, a sonnet,
the one I write every day on paper for my darling wife.
This one being so tame and pg I can do this..
Hope you may enjoy reading this heartfelt write..
 She will read this after her 12 hour shift today at the 
hospital. I have high hopes she asks me to frame this
 one too. The "tames ones" she asks me to frame but 
never the very racey, so very deeply intimate  ones. lol
She demands those always stay private..

Copyright © Robert Lindley | Year Posted 2014

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A Universe Between

I found a universe between our eyes
And there is where I touched gentle romance
A pause that lingered, was of no surprise
This heart confirmed every look and glance
When I close my mind's eye, I still see you
A beckoning smile to replace the space
And around your eyes a soft colored hue
To light the moment and enhance your face
Should my heart require shelter from a storm 
I will find its entrance where eyes confess
A place to turn to and see a fire form
This universe no better place to rest

In pause that lingered, I found your eyes pure
And the universe between, it endures

Copyright © Frederic Parker | Year Posted 2014

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Seasonal Passion

You my love with a tender caressing touch.
I wait the seconds, minutes of eagerness.
Sweet feeling upon when our lips press.
Tastes of our tongues swirling so much,
Enhancing sensual ways that we clutch,
Our bodies and souls share such finesse.
Each time together, never any repress.
Our love is bound we have no crutch.

Everything I adore about you is mine.
Our souls entwined in sweet Bordeaux.
We climax together as wonderful wine.
We have captured charismatic glow.
As we share each other’s passion fine.
Passing seasons continue as we sow.

Copyright © cecil hickman | Year Posted 2011

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How Rare Must Be the Man

With eyelids shut, old boyfriends of mine kissed my lips unwhetted, so it’s no surprise to me the romance in my life I missed because so many guys just close their eyes. Those men who pressed like wolves, eyes always closed, cared not to understand or love my heart. While making out with them, I nearly dozed! How rare must be the man who knows the art of looking long with gaze unwavering and softly brushing mouth against the cheek, who gently teases in his savoring as only eyes and tracing fingers speak. How sweet the magic seldom loosed in me by those few gents who simply knew to see. Sonneteer55/ Dec. 23, 2011 Using my yahoo pseudonym for the "S" of Sonnet form. For David Williams' "Romance" Poetry Contest

Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2011

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A Lover's Query

A Lover's Query

I cannot love thee any more , nor less
hast thou not thrilled to my nightly embrace
cried about sins I faithfully confess
in shock at my previous sinner's race?

Nay, fair lady think me not a high fool
a master of deceit that sells my charm
tormentor in words so very cruel
ruffian that scurries about to harm!

My lady, looks at me the cock that crows
that preens in the morning to please the Sun
strutting, pleasing your eyes as our love grows
do you speak soft and I come on a run?

Do we not share this secret lover's bond?
Secret nights of which you are very fond?


Robert J. Lindley  08-25-2014

Copyright © Robert Lindley | Year Posted 2014

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Dreamer

In someone else’s dream I long to be. I yearn to permeate his heart and mind. So when he drifts to sleep it’s me he’ll see, and in my arms his paradise he’ll find. We’ll meet inside a world of glowing hues and catch a star to Venus and the moon. As homeward bound on comet’s tail we cruise, I’ll read his wicked thoughts and nearly swoon. Then slowly I’ll fulfill his fantasies. He’ll sweetly moan, and then my name he’ll call. Inside this dream I’ll have him on his knees, for I will be his only and his all. But no, not he. . . it’s I who can’t resist! And it’s in dreams of mine(not his) we’ve kissed.
For the Dream a lil Dream Contest of Tracie ~*~ Indigo Dreamweaver

Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2011

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All Through Tuscany

The afternoon outlined. The sunny strokes
of a samurai blade on her body
revealing things the eyes feign see.
Tempted, wounded, the virgin parchment floats
between her skin and satin cloak.
Artist; afternoon, craving company
draws her inside-out so innocently,
on purpose leaves the yolk indwelling.

The painter in the corner moans,
he jealous of the afternoons artly
sensual oration.
Improving skin, bare olive tones
of subtle pastel, the moment partly lost
to the constellations.

Copyright © Jim Marshal | Year Posted 2010

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San Francisco Fete - Co-authored with Thvia Shetley

Cornices, and Gargoyles with eyes turned low,
hold fast the passing in a frozen stare
as slow vapor rising from vents below
is churned by soles into thick city air.
 
Undeterred, the well-heeled leather bottom
wingtips fly past sandaled sloths at crosswalks
while clicking heels kick dead leaves of autumn
and wind their way through crowded city blocks.
 
Just above a breezy sidewalk café,
sheer fabric wafts a low-loft window sill,
two pair of empty vamps and laces lay,
removed in shameless haste and lustful will.
 
Beneath the sheets, a naked feet affair,
entwined, aligned, with dreamy souls laid bare.


Michael F. Lewis and Thvia Shetley
3/6/2013

Copyright © Michael F Lewis | Year Posted 2013

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Two Hearts

Two Hearts

Two hearts set forth upon the road one day
Braving the perilous plights of life's path
And by cleaving together onward, they
Transcended and eclipsed the laws of math
For what good is a wing without its pair?
Alone it weeps and never hopes to fly
But when met with another, both can dare
And blaze uncharted trails across the sky
So, too, the heart is meant for something more
Enclosed within, yet still designed for flight
Together two can make the spirit soar
And set the tinderbox of love alight
As the flames fly, it cannot be undone
When it comes to love, one and one makes one.

Copyright © Andrew Loud | Year Posted 2014

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The Eyes Have It

Your eyes have signaled a defeat,
despite your words -- weak trials
to set a victory scene complete
with lies, sneers, and bogus smiles --
all hope, all truth, finally fled --
a game unstoppable once started.
What‘s left is but a love now dead,
sad stories since we met and parted.
All lives contain elemental stuff --
romance, drama, and cartoons.
Let's have (we suffer through enough)
no crying clowns, no blue balloons.
But oh! the hurt within those eyes
that dam the tears your speech denies!

Copyright © Leo Larry Amadore | Year Posted 2011

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Courage of expression

More livid was the passion than boldness
to seek, be acquainted with words to speak,
for fear entangles the tongue with numbness,
henceforth remains an aura of mystique.
Courage ! To have the courage, and manner
of charm hidden behind the expression,
to approach and free the minds prisoner;
a loving soul filled with true devotion.
Yet words conveyed in forms apart from speech,
through words written to reveal true passion,
a discreet letter, at once to beseech,
words of love in a romantic fashion.

Manner of expression through written art
courage to jeopardize a brittle heart.


T.J Grén

Copyright © Teppo Gren | Year Posted 2015

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With Glowing Soft Colors In Rainbow Hues

With Glowing Soft Colors In Rainbow Hues

Romantic night of given heart, my sweet
whatever shall dearest life truly be?
Your softest touch and gentle heartbeat,
mermaid swimming in my romantic sea.

I hold only dreams of your beating heart
with glowing soft colors in rainbow hues.
Praying daily that we shall never part
that my life never meets such dreaded blues.

May we live lost within your finest dance
while sleeping beside meadow flowers glow.
Your love dwells in finest, purest romance,
in a blessed gift joined, I pray to know.

Your dance swept me completely off my feet.
Forever my life joined with your heartbeat.

 10-26-2015

Note- Sonnet on romance , one hundred words, perfect tens.

Syllables Per Line: 10 10 10 10 0 10 10 10 10 0 10 10 10 10 0 10 10
Total # Syllables:	140
Total # Lines:	17 (Including empty lines)
Words with (syllables) counted programmatically:	
Total # Words:	100

Copyright © Robert Lindley | Year Posted 2015

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How do I love you

                  How do I love you… 

How do I love thee? Let me count again.
I love you to the count of all-star lights.
With the love brighter than all-star brights.
How much I love you? Can you count all rain?
That is dropping in an April campaign.  
How much I love you? I’ll tell all nights,
with my kisses on your garden of delights.
How much I love you? I will be in pain
without you, isn’t this an obvious sign,
that your love will light up my night sky.
When you are with me is though the sun shine,
and I sing the love song as I fly by.	
I will do anything to drink your wine 
from your drunken lips, until I will die. 

2/14/2016 Haloo
For: N.V


Poetry Contest
How Do I Love Thee? Let Me Count The Ways 
Sponsored by: Mystic Rose

Happy Valentine's day everybody…  

Copyright © Pashang Salehi | Year Posted 2016

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Melodies of the Heart

It’s so awesome the way you make me feel.
We promise to love in sickness and health
though we fall short in abundance of wealth;
my ardent heart skips a beat for you still.
 
I bat my brown eyes; you love my high heels.        
I am the prettiest girl of your dreams.
I capture your love all at once it seems,
my ardent heart skips a beat for you still.
 
Our love is true, genuine and so real.
There is no one else for you other than me.
Remember our hearts carved on that old tree?
My ardent heart skips a beat for you still.  
 
It’s so awesome the way you make me feel;
my ardent heart skips a beat for you still.


SONNET FORM #4 Echo Sonnet 

Copyright © Danetta Barney | Year Posted 2016

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Unfulfilled Romance

Wondering if she will give me the chance
To share my primal love with her alone
Adds to fostering feelings of romance
That have infested my form to the bone
But had she not played it so hard to get
And given of herself to me too soon
I think that I would then live to regret
Not laboriously working the swoon
It is an unfulfilled romance that beats
The lustful, swollen heart within my chest
And too easy a prey the game defeats
Preventing carnal love known at its best

So play the game my beautiful dove
The wait continues in boosting my love

Copyright © Joe Flach | Year Posted 2010

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Ye May Find Righteous Ardency's Delight

Ye May Find Righteous Ardency's Delight

You my love, shall glide within the soft wind,
Along streams, forests and high mountain tops.
Over stone cliffs, down rivers with no end,
Seeing the all of Nature's finest crops.

Each season shall open its arms to thee,
Giving of Nature and Earth's ripened fruits.
Across night's Heaven and its massive sea,
Ye shall see all from mankind's human roots.

Where ever light shall shine its blessed glow
Ye may find righteous ardency's delight.
For your spirit shall always my love know.
Your love is everything in my love's sight.

Where the moon casts its passion giving beams,
Our love flows gently in romantic streams!

Robert J. Lindley , 3-07-2016

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10 10 10 10 0 10 10 10 10 0 10 10 10 10 0 10 10
Total # Syllables:	140
Total # Lines:	17 (Including empty lines)
Words with (syllables) counted programmatically:	
Total # Words:	106

Copyright © Robert Lindley | Year Posted 2016

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My Tropic Night

O how I pine your lips to feel again
To sip the honeyed fountain of your youth
And let your milk wash me afresh like rain
Cuddling to its breast the wet blistered root
I want to disrobe you like night the moon
And let the drums of our drunken hearts moan
In silk sheets of wind, my desires are swoon
In the lap of memory: All I own -
My fingers lingering at the curves, keep
Deep tumults of joy, O moon, come again
The rod is green, and too erect to sleep
In this slow rise and fall of pant and pain -
I remember too, a brown, dusky light
I before you burnished ... my tropic night.

Copyright © David Smalling | Year Posted 2010

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More Of The Night

I feen for the calm, docile placed fire, 
The ex in extra before an exit starts, 
The urge to add dark, sultry desires, 
An encore for vibrant, unsettled hearts. 
I yearn for a jury’s continuance, 
The exposed touch of Eve’s verbs repeated, 
the safe flow of spirits, live tenderness, 
I’m jealous of the crave undefeated. 
But there is no end kept at this doorstep, 
There is only the feint death of memory, 
and while we may write love, and then forget,
We are the melted cry of symmetry. 
       Now there is unfamiliar morning that seeks, 
       And passion on hold, for dual minds to keep. 

Copyright © Jiril Clemons | Year Posted 2016

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Your Humble Servant

To me you are a sacred dream
Each warmest hope upon the day.
A glass of wish from precious stream
Bright trace of sun through clouds of grey.

My endless trust in times of need
Our secrets shared we do confide
In passions breath to one I’m freed
Past darkest hour you are my guide.

Protection is my granted gift
To strive for you my sole delight
No one event shall birth a rift
Forever yours my quest to fight.

Perfections promise I shall chase
it's luck you chose my life to grace.

Copyright © Mark Woods | Year Posted 2016