Best Love Poetry

Under the Stars

Breathtaking
    poetic passions, 
         lavender skies
             in the gloaming.

The lure of lavender
     reflections,
   ...

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Curl around me, take a chance 
escape in this sweet romance, 
create a story with me . . . 



I want to live in your poetry

The beginning is moving so slow 
and the middle lingers way too long, 
this ending I need to know
- so...

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Love's tend'rest touch, your gentle words reveal
Caress my soul. sweet poet, with your verse
Write dulcet lullabies which make me feel
Secure, like infants held at breast to nurse

Turn tears of sadness into peaceful streams
Make whispered breezes whisk my strife away
Put passion in my fantasized daydreams
Paint troubles...

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. . . smooth shades secretly serenade,
blush and blend, to send vivid vivacity.

- a masterpiece in the making -

like a painter posing with a palette,
matching the mood
of cream and Burgundy

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Summer shimmers, sharing a savory sweetness,
the sultry Saturn sunrise, swaddles a Sangria sunset

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Fall, into...

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When Light needed a body to behold, and color to kiss,
as Darkness dreamnt to die in the dawn of depth,
when Soul lustered to lust for learning, and being learned,
as blood bespoke to bones for building a star of flesh,
when Time needed the umbrage of it's...

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I fear as I drip my word
Teardrops would be overheard
No verse shall set its rhythm or whine
I dread my anguish is seen as I rhyme
Whatever deep into my soul unable to mute
I wholly surrender to the magic of the flute
To bring the sublime into the...

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Brick by brick I built my walls,
despite fires raging,
I preserved paths that connected
bridges between our breathless existence. 

Now that my heartbeats
have reached a dead end street,
let me rest my jaded head
upon your chest -
for fate has foretold it as my abode to forever sleep.

I was...

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You can write about it
A red rose in summer skies
Of beautiful rainbows
Coloring her Spanish eyes
Of Lovely mountains
And winding rivers too
Kissing passionately
Under an exotic moon 

Mr. Poetry Man
Write a poem for me
Make it of a dream
In a midnight fantasy
Mr. Poetry  Man
Write a poem just for...

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'There is no silence in poetry.'

As I swing back and forth,
surrounded by an abundance of petals,
I still remember being a stranger,
in a foreign land.

Sun shone so strong that day,
as I traveled through the 'hustle and bustle,'
of pastry shops and fruit stalls,
until the path became narrow...

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The notes of love in verse;
a melody of life
penned softly a la carte
will render thoughts of bliss
when whispered heart-to-heart.

The notes of love in verse;
a symphony of hope
shared ‘tween two hearts in love 
just trying to connect
beneath the stars above.

The notes of love in verse;
a rhapsody...

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In principles of love,
there is no perfection -
it is not your master, 
nor are you its slave.

In my poetic heaven,
muse needs no inspiration.

Cradled in my beloved's arms -
her embrace gentle and warm,
her petal like skin, tender and aromatic.
Her nature calms my childhood sorrows,
as all fears...

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I'm inspired to open beauty's door
To step outside and let my mind explore,
To feel refreshing rain from skies above 
To internalize nature's gifts of love.

Your poetry is what inspires so...
Such imagery that sets my heart aglow.
You capture life and love within your rhyme 
In music...

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Just because she roars
Doesn't mean she doesn't feel 
You don't know her ordeal
Stop and think before you squeall
You don't know what she has to conceal 
You couldn't possibly know how she feels

She hasn't made any deals
She tries to be real
And Before you appeal 
You should...

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“I want to sing like the birds sing, not worrying about who hears or what they think.”  Rumi


Oh my love,
you will always sit
as the queen to my
throne of romance,
I'll be the ink
pouring upon your
satin canvas 
and If I should 
ever expire, then
kiss me back...

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If no longer could I inscribe, upon tapestries of rosy skies,
Dreams tinted violet, blossomed in themes amethystine,
And no longer could I weave-in the dreamscapes of life,
Failing to decode the missives of your clandestine smile;

If bluebells, red buds, white magnolias~ blooming spring,
And the tall oaks swaying...

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