Breathe my love, for I breathe for you
Thru cyan skies and oceans bathing blue
Speak my love, for I lonely listen for you
Vivacious vivid voices of a sensuous spew
Dream my love, for I only dream of you
Lavish green meadows in the morning dew
Sing my love, for I symphonically sing for you
With Angelic ambiance within heavens view
Cry my love, for I calamitously cry for you
Lachrymal layers of our binding brew
Dance my love, so I may dance with you
In melodic moonlight that I may woo
Love, my love, so I may love with you
Through echoing eternity just the two.
Trust Me Baby This Is Love - Contest
Sponsored by: Mystic Rose
Copyright © Winged Warrior | Year Posted 2017
Dusk falls quickly on cerulean skies
Day morphs from ash of roses to sable
Our love's vision flashes before my eyes
Midnight romance, like an ancient fable
Charcoal sketches meander in my mind
While jasmine-absinthe incense is burning
it's smoke, evokes passions clearly defined
porcelain skin blushes with love's yearning
Obsidian-ebony eyes that gleam
pleading to quench needy soulful desire
beckoning me to unite in the dream
willingly, I rush to put out the fire
My mind's eye sees quivering crimson lips
As love drips from ivory fingertips
90 words 140 syllables as counted on
Copyright © John Hamilton | Year Posted 2017
He held me through the maelstrom of my heart
strong arms of comfort, chest of solid might
with soothing touch the healing he did start
he brought the rays of sun to warm my night
the whispers in my ear were tender, sweet
they breathed into my soul his courage fierce
he vanquished all the cold with flaming heat
and placed his balm on wounds that lies did pierce
my heart he touched and made to beat once more
my eyes he kissed with truth, and I could see
On lips his love with kisses he did pour
he arms a haven that was meant to be
To him who loves me with such constant care
my dreams, my soul and body I will bare
Copyright © Eileen Manassian | Year Posted 2015
I got a love that's never gonna die
Your love has breathed new life into me,
has filled my heart that was once empty
I got a love that's alive and spry
A fragrant violet voice has revived the old bones,
turning back the clock is a good thing
Gave me a pep in my step, a soul zing
Your love rekindled the flame that was long gone
How could you know that you would affect me so,
make me to rise up from my slumbering deep
Go walking to the garden of orchid waking dreams
A shower of kindness make the seeds of your love grow,
blossoms of smiles move my undressed heart to weep
My love for you will never die, for it has been redeemed
Copyright © Freddie Robinson Jr. | Year Posted 2016
For these moments in time that I'm with you
At a loss for words to try and explain
I know in my heart that you feel it too
For you make my whole world appear so sane
We give to each other a warmth so true
You are my flower and I am your dawn
For I am the grass and you are the dew
Whenever I'm with you I feel reborn
How do I express what you mean to me
Shall I start with a song with melody
Shall I paint a picture with imagery
Please tell me dear for I need you to see
There is no way to make you realize
Just trust me, dear, just look into my eyes
Copyright © White Wolf | Year Posted 2017
Beloved, turn off the lights; speak to me;
Is your heart to be evermore my own,
does my name slip from your lips silently...
content, that I should need ne'er more to moan.
Beloved, watch close loves acquainted eyes;
reflections holds no secrets from within.
For the souls bidding eyes will ne'er tell lies,
remember, doubt not… your want is my sin.
Beloved, wilt thou walk with me through dreams,
come lay with me as if I were dying?
Kiss my mouth, give me water from your stream;
listen love...the voice of the rain’s crying.
Loves lives through winters cold, summers fire,
though daybreak begins, as the night retires.
Copyright © T.Nicole Williams | Year Posted 2014
The New Year (Cornish Sonnet)
The clock struck midnight; she came in
attired in silky flowing dress
that matched her youthful glowing skin.
She clutched an hourglass in her hand
that showed the seconds evanesce
with every grain of trickling sand.
I put my bow to violin
and played for her a melody;
I hoped her tender heart to win.
Champagne was popped and glasses raised
but she cared not for revelry...
into my eyes she deeply gazed.
The clock struck midnight; she came in.
I put my bow to violin.
4th January, 2015
Contest: Cornish Sonnet
Sponsor: Craig Cornish
Copyright © Paul Callus | Year Posted 2016
SONNET – ESSENCE OF LOVE
Through innocence of childhood his love warmed
to discover the spirit of love’s zeal,
the meaning of wedded bliss, closeness formed,
but still in youth to remain surreal.
An elegant groom and a bride in white,
the promise of love‘s beautiful appeal.
A fair damsel swooped by a handsome knight,
happiness and joy forever to feel.
Essence of love! Two loving hearts confessed,
in celebration to begin a life
of togetherness, hand in hand abreast,
to discover love as husband and wife.
The delight of marriage and wedded bliss
felt by a child in awe; sealed with a kiss.
Copyright © Teppo Gren | Year Posted 2015
As we step closer to our final door,
when words succumb to days of restless sleep,
and dance retreats into a stiffened creep,
I wonder, will you love me even more?
For I will answer with my final breath,
that I will love you more on coldest night
as outer beauty dims to inner light
when aging hands entwined do embrace death.
Tis easier to love in summer heat,
while springtime of our love does not yet slip
from thoughts and dew still moistens our warm lips.
Our June days liven blooms beneath our feet!
But autumn days will fade to wintry snow
as surely as my love for you will grow.
For Mystic's How Do I Love Thee? Contest, 2/22/16
Copyright © Rhonda Johnson-Saunders | Year Posted 2016
Cherry blossoms stargaze as spring air comes;
East and west cross at Bells of Ireland: warm and calm;
Welling slowly to cede: tender sage thoughts,
Upon two hearts link, after hundreds of sought and fought.
Cathedral posts accent with ribbons of violets.
Congregate white orchids grin alongside the aisles,
Roseband sings tunes: forget-me-not to highest.
Wearing her lavender gown,Heather walks with smiles;
Clasp in her hands,tulip bouquet, guests she stun
Her Lilac in tuxedo waits: eyes locked tight in knot
Gentleness bestow from heavens, ever won
Their iris fuse glued; love radiating allot
Matching band's inscription: embroidered golden rings
Baby's breath, a grand wish soon very soon, will spring.
NOTE: All bold words are different flowers.. :) I always love flowers. I am always fascinated of their beauty and charm but more than these I am inspired by them: philosophically and emotionally as well ... :D
(c) Olive Eloisa
June 24, 2014
Sponsor Cyndi MacMillan
Contest Name GARDEN PARTY: VERB-alized NOUN-sense with FLORAL ACCENTS
placed 2nd place.. :) to God be the greatest glory :)
Copyright © Olive Eloisa Guillermo - Fraser | Year Posted 2014
I floundered, lost myself to then be found.
I shattered, broke as pieces to be glued.
His love restored me newly, wholly-bound.
No man have my emotions better viewed.
No love so warms my life as does his heart.
No face in smile could better stroke my joy,
Or truer lover paint my soul deep art,
Than brushes my man has at his employ.
When he is playful, I do romp in cheer.
When he is somber, I do listen best.
No matter his mood, he is my sweet dear.
No matter his need, he is my heart zest.
As warmth, he soothes away my daily aches.
As safety, he protects our love’s deep stakes.
... CayCay Jennings
November 2, 2016
Copyright © CayCay Jennings | Year Posted 2016
Melt me in your lullabies;
Sing me, my love , like days and nights
Know! I am the voice of a lost soprano,
Sing me, my love, like chords of piano.
I dance in strings, and songs you sing.
Sing me, my love, like flying wings.
Follow my shadow, stalk my tune,
Sing me, my love, like a melodious rune!
Call me from the floor of heart,
Sing me, my love, like a work of art
Compose me as your rhythm sublime,
Sing me, my love, like you are mine..
Copyright © Sidra Firdous | Year Posted 2016
A love built on trust
Our love flutters on calypso breezes,
cruising on the tropic of Capricorn
All of our anxieties it eases,
as mango sun wakes us this August morn
Passionate dew glistens on sun kissed skin
as we gaze at skies of peaches and cream
your essence incites desires within
We're enamored in this tropical dream
This is no cruise ship infatuation
We confess and reveal history's scars
tethered together in hearts migration
Promising love, under the moon and stars
Shooting stars ricochet through cosmic dust
Heavenly signs that our love's built on trust
John Derek Hamilton
Copyright © John Hamilton | Year Posted 2017
We wrote poetry in the early dawn
I tasted each line through your parted lips
Desire was penned in whispers softly drawn
Your hand inked strokes upon my curvy hips
We kissed while reciting words of passion
Our tongues murmured love sonnets in reply
Ardent verses are always in fashion
Each breath we took, a pleasurable sigh
I lay beside you, head on your broad chest
Listening to Quatrains in rhythmic beats
The beauty of prose sang within my breast
Romanticism written on silk sheets
Imagery remains inside my heart
Love is a journal of poetic art
June 24th 2017
Mystic Rose: Sonnet Contest
Copyright © Lin Lane | Year Posted 2017
Glowing emeralds sparkle in her hair,
Her loving eyes penetrate to the core,
With a hint of gaiety bounding there,
Containing myself not from wanting more.
If she was an angel sent from above,
I would keep her grounded never to leave,
Revealing my truth wrapped in tender love,
Lovingly smile at the magic we weave.
And when the ambience is filled with glee,
It shall overflow with euphoric dreams,
For only in each other we will see,
The essence of love in its glowing beams.
Take my hand and heart forever we are,
United together a shining star.
Copyright © White Wolf | Year Posted 2017
Shall I Twice Pluck Thy Soft, Sweet Fruit
Should I court thee as moth to flame
sky to its wondrous blue?
Some say, love is but a fool's game
Aye, we both know untrue.
Shall I twice pluck thy soft, sweet fruit
be it with soft touch?
In such, will our love take firm root
or presume I too much?
In thy heart's beating my heart trails
begging once more thy hand.
We seek love and all it entails
life's dance, its greatest band.
Shall we find vermilion sunsets?
Hold Love's all and all it begets?
Robert J. Lindley,
Nov. 17th, 2002
Sonnet (86) (100)
Syllables Per Line: 8 6 8 6 0 8 6 8 6 0 8 6 8 6 0 8 8
Total # Syllables: 100
Total # Words: 88
Copyright © Robert Lindley | Year Posted 2017
White mushroom clouds dress ivory shades,
Shadow the moonlight,
peeping in purple,
lighting the darkness in our space,
I watched upon your hour of slumber,
A smile reflected enchanted face,
How much I wish a window to peep,
To share the dream within your sleep,
Herein I see the depth you hide,
Yet shallow the feelings you cannot hide
Then softly to kiss your lips to seal,
The moments slept you shall reveal,
Copyright © Michael Bell | Year Posted 2017
I wake encased in arms so strong
a heart beating beneath my cheek.
I am tempted to sneak a peek,
though feeling right where I belong.
From the night, clothes strewn all along
the room and on every antique.
No time for words, no need to speak
as we made love to one last
He stirs, and greets me with a smile.
Unspoken words from yesterday
floating in the crisp morning air.
They'll stay unspoken for a while,
as we both chase the chill away.
Our bodies and our hearts we bare.
Copyright © Crystal Mosier | Year Posted 2015
Atlanta 1997, my first visit to America I recall
I went with a friend called joyous Jessica
With no real intention of “dressing up” at all
But to see and know what Halloween is after all.
There came a beautiful girl Iris and asked me
If I wanted my face to be painted for Halloween play.
Nodding I consented, I don’t know why till today
She painted my face as nothing in particular to see.
Ah, the experience of looking into her eyes blue
Touching her alluring body almost to the full
And she touched my heart while she painted
It was the beginning of relationship wonderful
What a sweetheart! What a heavy Halloween fool!
Wherever you’re, Iris, with love I’m still painted.
August 9, 2014
Form: Italian Sonnet (Contemporary)
Second Place in
Topic: Chance Meeting
Copyright © Dr.Ram Mehta | Year Posted 2014
My sweetness to you alone will I sing Tenderly of the lovely things you are Heavenly star you are brightest by far Lonely nights with nothing under my wing My gentleman caller this song does bring A pedestal so high can you reach afar As I have heard many a shooting star Lonely nights no music upon my strings Nightly courtship becomes a loving duel Is it death do us part or just apart As one has wings to fly to a jewel One is able to play but has head start Ignited within the fire and fuel The night music becomes one beating heart
Copyright © John Beam | Year Posted 2015
A kiss in the night, in the pouring rain
She knows real passion, makes me quite insane
I love the romance that she exhibits
Blowing me away into little bits
Each part of me still burns with loving awe
I kiss her back by, I do grab and maw
Exploring every part of her body
I enjoy the awesome sensuality
As the rain pours our hearts meld into one
Our heart beats, blood’s rushing, nothing is gone
We blend, our flesh slides, we find utter heights
Flying higher than those grand, massive kites
I kiss her in the night under the rain
Our love will last always, it will remain
Copyright © Russell Sivey | Year Posted 2014
wandering in thoughts.
promises and hopes.
Hand in hand,
tumbling on slopes.
This is love
Running away from this world.
Warm bodies sliding in sheets,
to find another world.
Burning in cold flames.
No fear ... no shame ... no games
This is love
Copyright © shadab shaikh | Year Posted 2013
MY HEART IN YOUR HOMELAND
Cupid must have been busy he forgot my heart,
And so instead of a man I've fallen in love,
it is in the mountain ranges my eyes dart.
Sweet, the giddy puffy white clouds above
outstretch his arms to share a shady luff
amongst swarming emerald Spruce that skirt
'round the silky slopes-- like some gloves.
Down quiet is the Loch that stretches its girt
of lucidity allowing passerby's to see pert
Salmon and Trout dancing playfully below,
Delighting both my eyes and so my smart,
a fishing rod, I want to slowly low.
This nature's wonder, I behold for free
soon, I surely want to share with my honeybee.
Some bumpy, some smooth are the long winding roads
One day along my ride, I say hello to this Adonis man
Easy as one, two and three our talks-- climb and flowed
Excluded in my plan, wow! Our love story began...
Cascading soft and longer is our attention span
so velvet then is the glowing blow of our said hello.
No longer, I desire Japan but be home in your land
as to the World's theatre we want to show,
our love like barley seed it sprouted and it grow!
Bright yellow bloom it is while us, a fever red
of fruitful trust and hopeful tomorrows. . .
May we never bleed then later be shred,
instead, like the Spruce wrap 'round the slopes
together we will hold hands to boldly cope and lope.
©O. E. Guillermo
10:31 pm, January 19, 2015
Copyright © Olive Eloisa Guillermo - Fraser | Year Posted 2015
Taming a warrior no end in sight Enticing lockspiel enters the mind Clashing wings the battle intertwined Night music and rhymes did ignite Flames are never consuming bright Sparking forge winning losing combined Climax never intends but is climbed But this dance is all about the flight Catching a falling star may be harder For a conscript may bleed losing heart The seasoned at home it is his right To only capture midst all the ardor Victory so sweet but losing so tart
Copyright © John Beam | Year Posted 2015
Erotica looks deep inside your soul.
Just one kiss overwhelms inhibition.
Could you take away exhibition?
Sensuality is truth without toll.
Sensory appeasement her goal,
Bodily movements as magician,
She has complete submission.
Voluptuousness is the whole.
Your heart is captured deep.
Both minds bonded now.
Your spirit may weep.
Though flesh will allow,
Physical actions to keep,
Erotica makes her vow.
date written 11-19-2013
Copyright © cecil hickman | Year Posted 2013
My love, my sweet heart,
I know I'm not brave,
And I could not have us apart,
But you are the one I officially
the one i crave.
Your tenderness and care,
A small loving touch,
Is To simple for me to bare,
the feel that means all to much.
I hear a constant love song in
The sound of our two hearts,
Playing loud for everyone to
Which stops as soon as death
does us apart.
I continue to pray,
For our wedding day.
Copyright © Audrey Hooper | Year Posted 2013
Our Love is Fate, like Rain and Rain Forest.
We have met before, yet not in this Life.
Not yet my Dear, but will be my Dearest.
I will hold you in warmth and shed you Light.
You Blessed my Heart with your Beautiful Eyes,
It locked me in the most Beautiful Dream.
My Love for you will never cease to rise,
For Love is a Treasure, for Two Human-Beings.
Now a week long, my Love will depart,
But there is no moment we feel, alone.
For Time, Space, and Fate, Can't hold us apart,
Cause Soulmates are real, I have found my own.
We have Time to see what Time will bring,
In Hopes, You My Queen and I Your True King.
...Dedicated to my Love, 02/14/15...
Copyright © Hani Gholami | Year Posted 2015
In those brief moments when we have finished pleasing
each other's body the way only we know how:
whispering, touching, tickling, teasing;
we harness eternity and shrink it to now.
Your breasts, Tibetan monastaries guarding the skies,
still tingle from when I touched you there.
My seed escapes to the cavern of your thighs,
and our fragrance lingers heavy in the air.
Amazing love, so mature, so young,
creating memories to forever keep.
Your body remembers the map of tongue,
but this night will end when we roll over to sleep.
So here, now, before the end has begun,
let's remain in this union, melted as one.
Copyright © Robert Sturgill | Year Posted 2015
The waking world leaves me ne’r content
My sweet if there’s no place for you and I
To find ourselves, to love and ne’r repent
To live, to love, to dream, and then to die
Beneath the sky above this dreamful sleep
I’ll find you there in hope or passions eye
And pray you seek me well and find me deep
Your heart content to love one such as I
But if you find me not in slumbers womb
And passions flame has not the chance to light
Forget me not or to my early tomb
This heart will surely break and rend the night
Yet, sleep you well, my love my timeless muse
And wait anon ’til morrow’s dreams pursue
~Christopher Thor Britt
Copyright © Christopher Thor Britt | Year Posted 2013
If there was a pill that I could take today
This pill could hit the spot without delay
And this pill was the same shape as your loving heart
It will cure all my ills and my pains for a start
It can make a path down to my weary soul
And it can build me up and make me feel whole
If this pill is your love and you send it to me
Then I will swallow it quickly and just wait and see
This pill must come with a strong warning too
Will you take my heart shaped pill I sent to you
This heart as a pill will work for the one and only
Cures all the ills and stops one being lonely
If affected don’t drive or use heavy machines
Give to the one you love, and start living your dreams
Contest Entry for The Pill of Life Contest sponsored By Russell Sivery
Copyright © Mandy Tams The Golden Girl | Year Posted 2013