Best Loves Poems
When a Man Loves a Woman
A man who loves a woman in the way
a woman wants him to will love her true.
He’ll hold her close, and never will he stray.
But there is so much more this man will do!
He’ll build her up because her self-esteem
should matter, and a woman valued can,
in turn, fulfill her husband’s fondest dream.
How fortunate, indeed, is such a man!
When generous with kind words and his time,
the man who loves his woman heart and soul
will find himself enjoying life sublime
because he will have taken on the role
of not just a provider! He will give
his heart, and like the king of hearts he’ll live!
When a Woman Loves a Man
The woman who adores her man will be
his greatest fan; she will not criticize
his faults, and she will pledge fidelity,
for life with him is something she will prize.
Her tender love will be her greatest gift
that she can give to him, and she will show
appreciation. Always she will lift
him up so that the man she loves will know
beyond a doubt she always will be there.
When times get tough, she won’t give up on him.
Who doesn’t want some tender loving care,
especially when things are looking grim?
The woman standing by her man this way
will be his queen, and happy they will stay.
Written Jan. 5, 2016
For Mark Massey's Two English Sonnets Poetry Contest
Love’s Luculent Light
Beyond the portals of time exist immaculate immortals incarnates of light,
helped by the Angels to seed sempiternal love into our earthly existence.
In Perpetuum within the gardens of bliss where love is benevolently breathed,
upon its creation a vortex of golden light emanating from the veils of eternity.
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Beyond all that is, love travels through light and finally rests upon my face,
as the pores absorb its ecstatic ever essence, my body resonates in ecstasy.
Beyond the realms of reality, my love spreads throughout the infinite voids,
until it gently falls and rests on your flavorous face... thus a new love is born.
Jennifer Lopez - Feel The Light (From The Original Motion Picture Soundtrack, Home)
June.28.2018
Eight lines of fate, when you wonder if it is too late
Sponsored by: Silent One
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
Eileen
I am so sorry.
I've had to remove this poem.
It is being published.
Love feels like it has gone far away
She used to exist everywhere it seems
Now she hides in fear of being used up or let down
Most now, don’t even remember what she feels like
I remember long ago
Love used to have big bright colors
lightening bugs would soar through the night sky
with dancing white beams that glowed in the dark
four leaf clovers would spring from green pines of grass
but would ever elude being found and plucked
by those wanting a taste of its Irish good luck
floral beach balls and pink rubber kick balls were the center of summers delight
camp fire girls adorned navy blue vests and strutted proudly holding red white and blue flags down main street on Memorial Day
lazy polka dot burnt orange black lady bugs
would sleep under the sun
waiting to be scooped up
each child hoping to find the lady
with the most dots
to win the game
cotton candy colored May Day dances held in the public-school yard always on the hottest and sunniest day of the year
each student excited about dressing up in colorful garbs from different cultures around the world
Love was innocent then...
Love had the best aromas too
tide detergent, vanilla extract
talcum powder, wonder bread
sweet potato pie
hot dogs on toasted rolls at the public pool
Chanel #5 on Church Sundays
lots of Chanel #5
Love had the most wonderful sounds
the rustle of fall leaves under your feet
the crunch of plastic sofa covers at grandma’s house
sitting on the porch listening to night crickets on dad’s lap
Maybe love is actually still here
Waiting for us to love her back
She has not been treated well lately
I hope that she will give us all another chance
And come back soon
Hopefully this time
She will stay
Moon in distant sky,
Lights waves, rushing to the shore!
Carrying God's Love!
Not Missing Love’s Beat
Not missing love’s beat . . . .
Sails to you this golden bright morning rising so high
Sails waving with light, joy, and such promise and hope
One smile gasping breathless always for you my love
As you walk with me deeply into Eden’s very paradise
Dancing my heart love on that yellow brick road of dreams
Dying to be with you my love forever and ever and ever
Dreams inside of eternal youth with my heart pounding so
Awaiting the very day to come when I stand before you
Down on bended knee holding your hands warmly smiling
Kissing each and every single fingertip so exquisitely
I shall ask you to be forever and always with me my love
You will be my Queen with dazzling jewels of an ocean wide
The other heartbeat echoing as two becomes one complete
Our thirst for love and passion is almost unquenchable
And my very psyche is afire with excitement when we caress
Sleeping at night my love brings me into your dream world
Where it’s me and you and you and me together floating
Through the very ether of time breathing rarefied air so
Deliciously as we’re hopelessly mesmerized in true love
When I awaken from our nocturnal dream trance so joyously
We hold one another so lovingly and caress so warmly at once
We kiss passionately and longingly in a most sublime spirit while
Not missing love’s beat . . . .
Gary Bateman and Liam McDaid – A Collaborated Poem,
Copyright © All Rights Reserved (December 24, 2014)
(Free Verse)
She has a collection, an unusual collection,
Of four thousand and forty two,
Colourful, shapely, dangly rings,
From green to gold to blue,
That she wears from ears, her nose, her lips,
The ones that are on show,
And she wears a heap in other places,
But there I will not go,
Her arms both glitter, her legs glisten,
Her neck’s a twinkle on display,
She’s a shiny beautiful colourful star,
When she walks throughout the day,
From hoops, to drops, to barbell hugs,
She loves wearing tiny rocks,
But no one can actually see her now,
She’s become a walking jewellery box.
Call me and I'll be there
When nobody listens
and nobody cares
When everyone ' s busy
whilst you shed cold tears
I will be next to you...
I will be holding you...
I will conquer all your fears...
I'll be by your side
Every day,every night
I never let go
I need you to know
Cuz nobody loves you
the way I do...
I'd kiss your thousand
shades of blue
I pour crystalled sugar
to sweeten the air
Call me,and I'll be there
Don't ever doubt
the way I feel
The words that I sing
are not surreal
I have no choice
But this heart has a voice
If only you'd knew
It bleeds just for you
If only you'd knew
all men that I meet
when I walk down the street
Every face that I see
Eyes glancing at me
are only a reminder
of you,your smile
and your face
The warmth in your eyes
and your loving embrace
Cuz nobody loves you
the way I do
No,no baby
Nobody,just nobody
loves you the way I do...
love the style of your morning kiss
dancing lips deeply dazzling bliss
Catch you after curtain calls my dreams tonight
until the sun kisses your eyelids with golden light
Beautiful in one's mind weakness sang a dream
just floated to you dancing upon sunshine beams
Captivating ball of flames burning bright not the past
radiating golden warm future holds destiny our torch shines a light everlasting
Holding inside believing crowning beauty silently whispers without sound
Rising as night's tears leave a dew upon the ground
Crystal blue clear the happiness within joy brings
inside every wish was your desire softly feathers touching wings embracing sing
~God Loves Us All~
(Linked)
God loves us all
G
All in this world
O
World needs God, love
D
Love, faith, hope, peace
L
Peace for you, me
O
Me, you, He loves
V
Loves us all so
E
So sent His Son
S
Son gave his life
U
Life so can live
A
Live forever
L
Forever God
L
God loves us all!
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2016
November.08.2016
-So now faith, hope, and love abide, these three; but the greatest of these is love.
1 Corinthians 13:13 (NIV)
-For God so loved the world that He gave His only begotten Son, that whoever believes in Him should not perish but have everlasting life."
John 3:16 (NIV)
~Author's notes:
The "Linked" is a poetry style created by Erich J. Goller.
My Dearest Most Only Beloved LENORE , there is Someone I want YOU to meet
My Heartbeat My LIFE My WIFE Let me escort YOU , to YOUR ” Golden Throne “
YOU are my Queen , My everything : My Forever : please come up and take YOUR Seat
This is BARBARA JEAN She put a LOVE seed in my Heart, as YOU can see it’s “Grown”
I fly Like a Cloud , The wings which flutter from my Heart cry out loud Barbara, I LOVE YOU
OHH!! LENORE L E N O R E, My LOVE If I knew the same words of Heavenly Love You know
May I speak in Tongues that YOU understand : May I show You A Forever LOVE; as YOU
Knew
Look at my Heart that’s Barbara Jean standing there : Look to your left, Eternally I sit in that
empty chair
YOU know I LOVE You Forever But here on Earth my Heart screams for Companionship and
LOVE
Barbara Jean knows YOU as I’m sure YOU know her when You look out the window of Heaven
YOU can see my Heart beating anew , as it does for YOU I do not feel guilty ( or maybe I do)
How long has it been since I’ve seen YOU? I have never seen Barbara Jean, I have felt Her
LOVE
How long has it been since I heard YOUR voice? in Barbara’s POEMS my Heart does rejoice
I can hear the whispers “I LOVE YOU” from Heaven , the song “I LOVE YOU” from Earth
I am such a lucky man to know two LOVES, Heavenly and Earthly FOREVER and ALWAYS
I LOVE YOU LENORE : I LOVE YOU BARBARA JEAN Thank-YOU for taking my Heart in YOURS
Inspired By LOVE Dedicated to my LOVES : L E N O R E and B A R B A R A J E A N
And now, it's here- that day, austere,
when from your lives, I leave with drear,
these words I share with love- sincere,
for you, my lifetime, to revere.
Dear husband, try to persevere-
our hearts stay joined by Cupid's spear.
Hold close our memories, with cheer;
embrace, with love, each yesteryear.
My children, these last words appear
with strength; my love for you, right here
and from Beyond, remains, premiere;
I, part of you- shan't disappear.
Grandchildren five, how I endear
your special love- from far or near.
Through me, you came, another tier;
remember me- your pioneer.
Safeguard my paintings, for it's clear
they are my talent's souvenir.
What you can't keep, then volunteer
to nursing homes for atmosphere.
My poetry, please read, adhere
how love for words did engineer
some beauty, wisdom that may steer
your thoughts to form a peaceful sphere.
And, now I go- please have no fear;
from up above Earth's stratosphere,
where angels glide with wings so sheer-
I'll love you from Beyond's Frontier.
Your sweet nectar fills my cup to the brim,
I never tire of your masculine touch.
You gave me hope in love,when all looked grim,
darling you’re my soulmate and not a clutch.
I will fill your cup til’ the heavens end,
touching every part of your lovely soul.
We’ll face any storm, you are my best friend,
our love is like no other, and I’m whole .
Basking in your affection is sublime,
when I met you, my heart began to beat.
My love for you will pass the end of time,
being in your arms is a special treat.
I get misty eyed from pure happiness,
you take my breath away, I now confess
Do not mist your eyes I will be here,
My arms will always be open, clutch them.
Let me see the stars in your eyes,
Let me hold your golden heart.
Let me love you,
Let us never part.
Alexis Y. &
Bobby May
10/15/2020
Copyright © Bobby May | Year Posted 2020
Before you I am your canvas blank
Delicately to paint linear and in liquid hues
Dripping and splashing we two drank
Forceful stimulated strokes you use
Layering the colors upon my surface
With a precision your brush does flow
Emphasis laid on expressive purpose
As your artistic viewing eye grows
Articulate precisely what you paint
Evoking sensuousness as you drip
Vigorous sweeping technique no restraint
Finesse done with your own workmanship
When strokes become feverous and fast
To the last stroke felt with ecstasy
To add your very own lust contrast
Finally leaving us right here at ease
Contest; Metaphor of love
Sponsor: Bobby.May
Date; 11/1/2019