Best Candlelit Poems

Under a blue moon

He becomes my dream

A secret uncloaked

Emotion unveiled

A mystery revealed

Existence of warmth

between my subconscious

and implicit knowledge

..And it is there

`Neath the soft spot 

of...

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 Under a half  moon
He becomes my dream
A secret uncloaked
Emotion unveiled
A mystery revealed
Existence of warmth
between subconscious
and implicit knowledge
And it is there...
`neath the soft spot...

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Whispers of sunset
     Carry on wings of evening birds
     Rising moon awaits wolfs’ howls

Sundown serenade
  ...

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Anniversaries, birthdays, special occasions

marking significant moments in our lives

bringing back precious feelings

reliving a once upon a time.

The first time that I met you

the butterflies I...

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I savor silence and my solitary dreams, my wanderings
and in my candlelit room, I withdraw 
to my secret place and you
I have put on our...

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Baron Von Frankenstein sent me, an invitation to the ball
To be held on Hallows Eve, at his castle in the great hall
I had nothing planned...

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Beneath a half moonlight

you become my dream

a secret uncloaked

emotion unveiled

existence of warmth

between subconscious

and implicit knowledge

And it is there

'neath the soft spot of my heart

where crimson...

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I savor silence and my solitary dreams, my wanderings
and in my candlelit room, I withdraw 
to my secret place and you
I have put on our...

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Forever, our love lingers in the air all around -
The smell of fresh paint lingers in my nose, in the air.
Crisp sheets lay smooth untouched...

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Whispered words
Soothing poetry in your ear
Candlelit evening fading
Into Red Wine dreams
Words that touch the soul
Holding hands
Forever
A simple kiss
As we gaze upon the wilted rose...

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For years and years
I lived the curse of all women

A woman’s work is never done
That is, never finished
The more work I did the more work...

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She is not conflicted youth
Nor is she wisdom's solace
She is not untroubled virtue
Nor aloof neglect
She is not the condemned's justice
Or the penitent's salvation

She is not...

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Fall
arcane drops
of burnt hawthorn,
refashion chestnut beauty
as enticing odes of jovial
amber plume fowls serenade 
maple leaves, as tunnel winds cease
timber soils of stillness in calm chaos.
Extend...

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I don't need an Eiffel Tower as my backdrop 
nor picture painted perfection gracing a Louvre 
romantic candlelit dinner elegance at a Casa Cruz 
nor...

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Roses and Sunbeams


Her scent wafts alongside her and sinks into my heart;
For I have become fixated, by a desire for her touch.
She was glorious and...

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