Love Beauty Poems | Examples
These Love Beauty poems are examples of Beauty poems about Love. These are the best examples of Beauty Love poems written by international poets.
Walking under the harvest moon
Pitch black ~ so Erie
But magnificent moon
Captivated by its beauty
Looking over the water
No street lights~ stars shine bright
How i love the moon and stars
Come walk with me tonight
Dancing in the moonlight
Sigh ~ let it shine forever
Stars twinkled all over the sky
Like an orchestra playing a symphony
Perfect moment in time under ~Harvest moon
the moon is on the rise
on the balcony with you
caught up in its magic
the perceptual ploy, its fullness
more than what is there
we sit on the courting bench
the one you could not look upon
and leave without
where we have spent many such occasions
watching the moon's momentary deception
larger than life really holds
holding hands, we focus into natures
sleight of hand
sharing our reality, love in its fullness
the courting couch, the full moon rising
as the world's lovers bathe in abundance
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Fair maiden with the locks of molten gold,
Whose gentle grace doth make the sun seem dim,
No earthly treasure that the heavens hold
Can match thy virtue, pure in every limb.
Thine eyes, like morning dew upon the rose,
Do awaken all my spirit with delight;
When darkness falls and all the world doth close,
Thy shining tresses guide me through the night.
Sweet lady, let my humble heart draw near,
To tender thee a vow that shall endure;
Through every changing season of the year,
My love for thee abides forever sure.
No fleeting time can fade thy radiant hair,
Nor dim the sweet perfection of thy face;
For God hath framed no creature half so fair,
Nor crowned a maiden with so bright a grace.
The male Hine’s Emerald patrols his cattail fen
low through sedge and seepage
his compound eyes pluck gnats from the air
two yellow bars flash along his thorax
hindwings catch the morning
Chimanimani Mountain mist beads over quartz
the female Rock Threadtail
six black feet braced on the edge
her wing tilted toward the sun
eyes—black
He misses the gnat
darts, veers, halts midair, pivots
his ommatidia fixed on her raised wing
smitten, his heading shifts
the female Rock Threadtail rests above her stream
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With each step I falter, Lord
But I believe in You
I know that You love me
And I love you too
I believe in Your majesty
I believe in Your creativity
Awesome settings given
Through Your directive power
Each morning, I see Your power
Your artwork on display
I hear Your birds singing
I know You hear them when they pray
I believe in You
I believe in Jesus
I believe You love me
I believe in love
Remembering love, like yesterday's adventure
When passion was warm, stamina strong
Heart felt desire of its wants burn
Skin dripping enough make you wet
Excitement indulging need for love, oil
glistening off skin
Feel me; deep inside your curves I play
Fingers caressing beauty's cry, salt
taste upon lips
Tongues entangled, squeeze held tightly intense
Grasp of hair, pull me in deeper
Just wanting to crawl inside your depths
Soft tones whispering the flickering light
Night air, whisper of wind across heated body's
Sensuality, you can smell scent about air
Pleasures of love we once knew back when
Remembering love, hard and soft but two
hearts beating same
I knew you would come back
because you were always there.
My mind begins to wonder;
seeing you made me stare.
The beauty you have is
a display edition; it needs no light.
It illuminates the room
with perfection in the darkest of night.
It strikes the chord for deep love,
sending out perfect harmony.
The beauty you have shown me
made me accept my insecurities.
When I reach back at the memory
of when our love was great,
it makes me thankful for the moment
when I held your warm embrace.
Some see beauty in machines on wheels
souped-up sports cars, the ‘real deal’
Others find it deep in forest’s quietude
pouring forth their gratitude
Some envision a world of nations at peace
wars to cease, love increase
Some find it in flawless skin and flowing hair
saints tap into souls, profundity to share
My ice blue eyes
Ice blue eyes ~ gaze lovingly at you
Radiating ~ joy to all I see
My motto ~” show kindness to all”
A smile chases all the blues away
Blue butterfly ~ flutters by
Such beauty to behold
I love nature, wildflowers, trees,birds,bees
All radiate God’s love
Stop what your doing ~ smell the roses
Be thankful to be alive
You are enough my friend
The world a better place because your in it.
Put on your coat or hoodie like me
Let’s go a walk in beauty that surrounds us
Autumn is springing forth
Awesome colours to brighten your day
As
stars
flashing.
Fluttering
across dewy grass.
Outstanding mesmerizing glow.
In melancholy, my eyes drawn into the circle ...
they are called to dance in their search for a bride/groom, stitched together with gold strands of hope.
If fireflies could sing it would be magical - a declaration of love, crafted with the same delicacy as a romantic poem.
I'll stay awhile and enjoy the view, take a deep breath understand that the days are numbered, as life wisdom or philosophical acceptance - with joy, dignity, calmness, solemnity pride, honor, and self-esteem ... beauty.
The earth do not run still
Moon birth
The sky ship
gave us the key
to the truth
The skin as dawn
Wings that guard me
by vales and hills
Words of love sing
- you let me fly so high
Lady Diamond rose as each new day dawns
In her gentle hands her household yawns
A model once in the camera’s light
Now clothed in the light of Jesus Christ
She served her husband, taught each child
With patient, grace and spirit mild
Two sons, two daughters, hearts held near
Her labor deep, her teaching clear
By day she gave till strength was thin
By night the moon would tuck her in
The birds sang praise when morning came
And heaven blessed her quiet name
God be praised for women who stand
With Proverbs’ 31 wisdom in their hand
All women, God’s beautiful bouquet
With Lady Diamond showing the way
His stoic, weathered façade
Subdues an ancestral angst
Silences the unwept tears
Of duty’s diligent dissent
Soft lights mock his withered soul
Highlight the emptiness of now
Echoing forever’s endless “OOOOM’
As darkness swallows all
The thorn means no harm
For it is but a Rose’s champion
Sworn to solemn solitude
In service to his queen
The flowers open wide
Their scented sensuality
Pandering to the buzz
Of pollinations gigolos
A forlorn star
Sits on a passing cloud
The knowing do not know the unknown
If they did
They would know
What they don’t know
A soul that's hungry and never well-fed,
is always searching for something much greater,
a great love whose meaning is ne'er misread,
or destiny whose time arrives much later.
In God and thee I find a hopeful fate,
a future that restores a quiet grace,
and moments in time's endless, flowing state;
where I embrace your beauty's radiant face.
But if the heavens and the stars above,
and all the world were drowned in seas of gloom,
my lines still live forever in thee, my love,
beyond end of days, beyond even doom!
If love transcends all seasons and all times,
then your spring lives on in all of my rhymes.