20 of the Best and Most Romantic Wedding Poems

To you I write this to To you and only you These whispering words That are entering your ears Will travel to your heart Staying forever Until it’s last beat Through all of eternity We will be together Never separating even by death While here on earth We will go through stormy weather Always recovering together I take your hand as if it were mine Holding it through the end of time This golden ring circles around Like this love I have for you A never-ending circle of love From this day forward God has placed us together I will never break these vows To God or you We are now under his protection Now I promise you My never-ending love

We, unaccustomed to courage exiles from delight live coiled in shells of loneliness until love leaves its high holy temple and comes into our sight to liberate us into life.
Love arrives and in its train come ecstasies old memories of pleasure ancient histories of pain.
Yet if we are bold, love strikes away the chains of fear from our souls.
We are weaned from our timidity In the flush of love's light we dare be brave And suddenly we see that love costs all we are and will ever be.
Yet it is only love which sets us free.

She walks in Beauty, like the night Of cloudless climes and starry skies; And all that's best of dark and bright Meet in her aspect and her eyes: Thus mellowed to that tender light Which Heaven to gaudy day denies.
One shade the more, one ray the less, Had half impaired the nameless grace Which waves in every raven tress, Or softly lightens o'er her face; Where thoughts serenely sweet express, How pure, how dear their dwelling-place.
And on that cheek, and o'er that brow, So soft, so calm, yet eloquent, The smiles that win, the tints that glow, But tell of days in goodness spent, A mind at peace with all below, A heart whose love is innocent!

Love, indeed thy strength is mighty Thus, alone, such strife to bear -- Three 'gainst one, and never ceasing -- Death, and Madness, and Despair! 'Tis not my own strength has saved me; Health, and hope, and fortitude, But for love, had long since failed me; Heart and soul had sunk subdued.
Often, in my wild impatience, I have lost my trust in Heaven, And my soul has tossed and struggled, Like a vessel tempest-driven; But the voice of my beloved In my ear has seemed to say -- 'O, be patient if thou lov'st me!' And the storm has passed away.
When outworn with weary thinking, Sight and thought were waxing dim, And my mind began to wander, And my brain began to swim, Then those hands outstretched to save me Seemed to call me back again -- Those dark eyes did so implore me To resume my reason's reign, That I could not but remember How her hopes were fixed on me, And, with one determined effort, Rose, and shook my spirit free.
When hope leaves my weary spirit -- All the power to hold it gone -- That loved voice so loudly prays me, 'For my sake, keep hoping on,' That, at once my strength renewing, Though Despair had crushed me down, I can burst his bonds asunder, And defy his deadliest frown.
When, from nights of restless tossing, Days of gloom and pining care, Pain and weakness, still increasing, Seem to whisper 'Death is near,' And I almost bid him welcome, Knowing he would bring release, Weary of this restless struggle -- Longing to repose in peace, Then a glance of fond reproval Bids such selfish longings flee And a voice of matchless music Murmurs 'Cherish life for me!' Roused to newborn strength and courage, Pain and grief, I cast away, Health and life, I keenly follow, Mighty Death is held at bay.
Yes, my love, I will be patient! Firm and bold my heart shall be: Fear not -- though this life is dreary, I can bear it well for thee.
Let our foes still rain upon me Cruel wrongs and taunting scorn; 'Tis for thee their hate pursues me, And for thee, it shall be borne!

I would ask for still more, if I had the sky with all its stars, and the world with its endless riches; but I would be content with the smallest corner of this earth if only she were mine.

She is near to my heart as the meadow-flower to the earth; she is sweet to me as sleep is to tired limbs.
My love for her is my life flowing in its fullness, like a river in autumn flood, running with serene abandonment.
My songs are one with my love, like the murmur of a stream, that sings with all its waves and current.

Love is a rainbow mirrored in the sky Its free, its beautiful and tells no lies A gleaming reflection Upon the still of a pond The dewy mist on a freshly cut lawn Love is a sanctuary for our innermost fears A tiny capsule to hold all of our tears A symbol of beauty, rare to be found Its strength and convictions Knows no bounds Love is the touch of our first newborn So soft, so delicate, so easy to adore An unconditional consenting of souls An awareness, a spirit, unique to its own Love soothes and heals though cannot be bought An eternal commitment so widely sought Love is a truth and blossoms for few A necessity of life, a uniting of hearts A palette so stunning, so beautiful and new Love is how I feel for you.

Love is like the wild rose-briar, Friendship like the holly-tree -- The holly is dark when the rose-briar blooms But which will bloom most contantly? The wild-rose briar is sweet in the spring, Its summer blossoms scent the air; Yet wait till winter comes again And who wil call the wild-briar fair? Then scorn the silly rose-wreath now And deck thee with the holly's sheen, That when December blights thy brow He may still leave thy garland green.

I love your lips when they're wet with wine And red with a wild desire; I love your eyes when the lovelight lies Lit with a passionate fire.
I love your arms when the warm white flesh Touches mine in a fond embrace; I love your hair when the strands enmesh Your kisses against my face.
Not for me the cold calm kiss Of a virgin's bloodless love; Not for me the saint's white bliss, Nor the heart of a spotless dove.
But give me the love that so freely gives And laughs at the whole world's blame, With your body so young and warm in my arms, It sets my poor heart aflame.
So kiss me sweet with your warm wet mouth, Still fragrant with ruby wine, And say with a fervor born of the South That your body and soul are mine.
Clasp me close in your warm young arms, While the pale stars shine above, And we'll live our whole young lives away In the joys of a living love.

How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight For the ends of Being and ideal Grace.
I love thee to the level of every day's Most quiet need, by sun and candlelight.
I love thee freely, as men strive for Right; I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise.
I love with a passion put to use In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose With my lost saints, I love thee with the breath, Smiles, tears, of all my life! and, if God choose, I shall but love thee better after death.

Sitting alone in the sand dreaming The wind blowing, the waves crashing, it's all so beautiful But despite all of this, my mind is fixed on you Your eyes blue like the clear summer sky Your smile even prettier than all the sunsets combined This nature on the beach is nothing compared to you

O, my Luve's like a red, red rose, That's newly sprung in June. O, my Luve's like a melodie That's sweetly play'd in tune. As fair as thou, my bonnie lass, So deep in luve am I; And I will love thee still, my dear, Till a' the seas gang dry. Till a' the seas gang dry, my dear, And the rocks melt wi' the sun: I will love thess till, my dear, While the sands o' life shall run: And fare thee well, my only luve! And fare thee weel, a while! And I will come again, my luve, Tho' it ware ten thousand mile.

As we begin a journey so uncertain, you and I made one in a world of ours, our thoughts and emotions to share, our pleasant moments together to cherish, and our pains and sorrows to endure. I pledge my unflinching loyalty to you this day, and for the rest of my life, by taking an oath of fidelity to make our uncertain journey certain. I vow before you and God almighty, to be there for you in times of need, in times of want, in times of joy, in times of bliss, and in times of despair. I vow to nourish and to nurture your mortal body and soul, to share my infinite possessions with you, and to bequeath them at death to you. I solemnly promise to cast my hopeful sunbeam on you, to cause your emotional eye fluid to dry in your moments of grief. Every thought of you gives me health, and a minute with thee is truly a life time to remember. Nothing else shall separate us both save death. May heaven grant its consent to our eternal union.

In that moment his eyes swirled with all of the love he held for me; with every ounce of life that he would happily lay down for me In that moment I felt the covering of all the pain I had ever felt; the vanishing of every tear shed through the trials life had dealt In that moment the wind whispering my destiny became a roar; lifting me from my path riddled with obstacles, making me soar In this moment my heart does not hurt; my tears do not sting Let me live in this moment for life; until my requiem they sing 07/21/2018

I envy every flower that blows Along the meadow where she goes, And every bird that sings to her, And every breeze that brings to her The fragrance of the rose.
I envy every poet's rhyme That moves her heart at eventime, And every tree that wears for her Its brightest bloom, and bears for her The fruitage of its prime.
I envy every Southern night That paves her path with moonbeams white, And silvers all the leaves for her, And in their shadow weaves for her A dream of dear delight.
I envy none whose love requires Of her a gift, a task that tires: I only long to live to her, I only ask to give to her All that her heart desires.