Best Romanceday Poems
Sitting here not wanting to run
from eyes that shine like a copper sun.
All that you say and do seems right
Your happiness- it shines so bright.
You can feel it as do I.
Just as an ocean’s waves,
how we feel can only ebb and flow
but it never really goes-
completely away you soon must go.
We have eternity yes I know.
There doesn’t have to be any goodbyes you say
but in the end I keep telling myself this is the way.
The way for me to move on while we’re apart,
for me to remember all the help you’ve been,
as well as a wonderful friend.
But still a goodbye won’t heal my heart.
I know it’s silly but yes it’s true,
I can’t imagine a day of my life without you there,
Showing just how much you care.
Never caring what I look like or wear
Because to you I always looked beautiful.
But not just on the outside, you saw my soul
and knew how to make me whole
and then persued your goal.
That day in ninth grade is a day I’ll never forget.
It changed my life and has given me,
a chance to see how much I am loved
by a kind and gracious God from up above.
You changed my life and now don’t you see
Why it’s so hard for me?
Hard for me to let you go after all the time-
Time that we spent together
and that felt like it would go forever.
You said I meant so much to you
and you knew you just had to hand me that book.
then all it took was one look
for me to see all you believed was true!
Which is why now I will let you go trusting,
trusting that in time God will make everything fine.
That somehow, someday
You’ll be sent my way.
And hopefully if and when he does,
I will be worthy of someone as wonderful and kind as you.
I don’t know what else to say but forever and always
I love you.
I truly do.
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A simple love when you are there.
To say hello with hope and cheer.
A smile to light my darkest day.
Yes, that is a simple kind of love.
A kind of love that strokes the heart.
Making one feel alive and young.
With every touch you create in me,
Butterflies I can not ignore, soaring free.
Sharing just the mundane things,
Turn my day to shining gold.
Words are never enough between us.
Our intimate exchanges are pure bliss.
Whispers of joy creep into my being.
How can one fight off what I feel?
With a quiet little voice I let it reside.
It lies within my deepest core.
A simple kind of love, why can’t you see?
I try to show you day by day.
Sometimes with my words or actions.
Yes, a simple kind of love is what I feel.
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Waking to the brilliance of seeing you,
In the stealthy dark of the early morn.
I stir and gather to ready myself,
For another work day born.
I drive thru traffic on familiar roads,
With thoughts of sly smiles and quick glances.
While changing lanes, rounding corners, finding work,
I see images of you as my imagination dances.
Finding the punching clock checking right then left,
Searching for that one face which will lift my heart to a new height.
There, eye contact, smile meets smile, lifting spirits,
Briefly the day wants to extend where morning never darkens to night.
Me learning how my day will go,
You telling how your night went.
Listening yet not hearing still seeing that smile,
Thinking about the next few minutes and how they will be spent.
The time has come the top of the hour,
You stirring, gathering, picking up.
Finding that clock, the locker, then the stairs,
Me checking my list hurrying to catch up.
Walking side by side down and out,
Laughing, talking, or just smiling cause you’re there.
Not caring how long it takes or how far,
Each second seems to slow down as we hit the chill of the morning air.
Standing beside what will take you home,
Searching for words to make it last.
Longing for a touch, a hug, a gentle kiss,
But waiting on the ghosts of a dreary past.
Saying goodbye with only a look and words,
You climbing in, shutting doors, turning keys.
Me walking away, checking time, looking back,
Wishing my heart was still full of you, now empty in the morning breeze.
I'd love to spend a day with you
And make it last a lifetime.
We'd fin through waters deep and blue,
And walk bare-foot through morning dew.
I'd hold your hand, and say to you,
"I love you", in the morning.
And then the day would be half spent
The morn would turn to mid-day.
We'd thank Him for the time He lent,
And wonder where the morning went.
Into your eyes I'd look intent
And say, "My Dear, I love you".
When evening sun shall hide it's face
And lengthy shadows fall,
Together we would take our place
In peaceful quiet, face to face,
And feel each others warm embrace,
I'd whispering say, "I love you."
Ron Lanier © Apr. 1984
Nails, tools, drill and bits on a warm spring day in May. Watching closely to hear you
say….”Pass me a Phillips” or some tool I know nothing about. As you fix my screen
door without no doubt.
Smiling and sparkling with sweat on your face.
As you wonder if everything will fit into place.
“Looks good from here”, I say to myself. “Next he needs to fix my wobbling shelf.”
Needless to say it took more than a day to fix that stubborn door.
Maybe because we both just wanted more…. time to explore the endless
possibilities of that open screen door.
And here we are now years later,
Screen door finally repaired and holding strong. But you still get to use your nails,
tools, drill and bits All Year Long.
Our Kids now make sure you feel like you belong.
Love You Dear
I arise the thought of ones beauty for that
I know you will be amazed by a single
look into those eyes
The ember item with witch lyes within my
chest immediately shines when you come into
sight.I must say few people overcome to use
this power
Do you remember that day in the blistering cold
with the raindrops gently brushing off my cheeks
for that day i fell in love.Those beautiful eyes made it
feel like a dream
The lion in my chest wasn't so strong because
of your sheer beauty. you made the beast roar
in a weakened powerless state. The beast tried
to break out from this cage just to feel love
you smiled at me not even the gardens of
Babylon could take my breath in comparison
to with you i am gasping for air and i always
want it that way for you are but an angel
Form:
Met virtually without any clue
Saw nothing still feelings grew
Became friends in day two
Why and how no one knew?
So many faces seen in a day
Only few get a smiling ray
“One” however enters the world
Giving meaning to life so rare…
Is it the stars or the planets-
Who play a game up there
Bringing lone hearts so close
Everything then just seems fair
Cosmic connection somewhere
Turning strange things to pearl
Eyes never want to betray
Incidents never seen , only heard
Some pre-life deeply woven relation
Giving a call to form a reunion
Feeling within is inexplicable
Each day just turning more beautiful
Is it a conspiracy or plan of Heaven
Teaching to give with no expectation
No care of what ‘s in store of future
Wish to be a support ever and ever
May be never will the faces meet
Still feelings singing tune so sweet
Acceptance of whatever said as truth
A wish of union seeing stars shoot
Cosmic connection does exists in life
Bringing two hearts closer- never alike
Everyone does live through one day
Few realize , for rare it becomes life!
I'm not scared of losing you.
I'm scared of the inevitable
Heartbreaking pain
That will be felt
The day I see
You share your heart
With someone else.
Because what you do not see
Is that I want to be your one and only,
So badly.
But I realize that with my indecision
And your confusing disposition,
That our day
May never come my way.
Unbelievably,
You mean more to me than you will ever know,
But wait,
I should stop being so sappy.
In all honesty,
I just want you to live
And share your love
With someone deserving of it all.
And if and when that day comes,
Sooner or later,
You will finally be set free
And I hope that she can make you as happy,
As me.
How shall I unfold myself?
How shall I unfold myself to thee?
How shall I show you more
than the obvious that you see?
Should it be in chapters
like the pages of a book?
Or should it be in allegory
like a fabled children's book?
Should it be in prose
or in rhythmic poetry?
Or should it be set to music
A lifetime movie that you could see?
Do you want to know the big things
Or is it the small things that you are after
Do you want to know what I think about
Do you want to know if I believe in the Everafter?
Do you want to know the reasons
for the sadness behind these eyes?
Do you want to know about my joyful days
The days when laughter and happiness filled my life.
Do you want to know about the things I've done
the things I hope to do
Do you want to know about what I like to wear
about my clothing and my shoes.
Do you want to know the foods I like
The things I like to cook?
Do you want to know the wines I love
Which bottles that I have hidden in my nook?
Do you want to know the plants I plant
The things I like to grow
Do you want to know the books I've read
All the things that I want to know.
Do you want to know the objects that I love
The things that I've collected
Do you want to know the things I really hate
the things that I've neglected.
How shall I tell you all I know
How shall I tell you about 'me'?
I don't even know where to start...
It doesn't seem that easy...
I am not even really sure
that it is me you want to know
You haven't really told me
It's hard for me to know.
I guess that only time will tell
I guess we'll have to wait and see
I'll just have to wait and see if a day will come
A day when we will eventually meet.
A day we can look each other in the eyes
A day when my life will have been unfolded
A day when I am no longer a mystery
When you are quite confidant that you 'know' me.
(January 4, 2011 Wausau, Wisconsin)
(c) Copyright 2011 by Christine A Kysely, All Rights Reserved,
My future lover…
When I get hurt I cry
When my heart is bandaged
I smile
When I try hardly to cover what is hard to say
I lay in silence till another day
When I get scared I look at you &
Say: - God in this house I hope remain
When I get scratched or lonely or angry
I scream & fight & destroy my world
When everyone renounced me
You’re the one that stayed
Supporting, loving, & giving me a smile each day
Each day ….each time you see me in pain
When no one in this world tries to understands me
You walk closer & spend a whole day trying
When I feel cold, you give me your jacket
When I try so hardly & it never works
You convince me to stand up & give the failure a succeed
When I get uncovered in my sleep
You come to check & cover me back
You take care of me while I’m sick
You hit my back while I cough
You wake me up to go to school
You help me with my algebra h.w
You remind me of a medicine I must take
You accompany me to the hospital if I had a break
I have a million pics of you
Not in an album, but in my heart
You play with me my favorite game
You toss & spin & swim & win
You make me dinner when I’m late
I apologize and the candles had took place
You give me the warmth of a million suns
You are so deep like a million poems
You never judge me by the way I look
You always care about what’s in
What I like about you is…
You never miss a day telling me a love you…
There are so many days in a year
Can I be entitled to just one of those days
The birds song, streaming through my window
On a day that is not so beautiful
A cold wet day and these birds still sing a song so beautiful
Maybe a song of happiness
Maybe a song for love
Just one day of love is all that I ask
Just one day of lust is all you can give
As the days pass and the nights linger
I can only hope for the one day with you
The one day forever
For the rest of my life
All I can do is wait
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I am in love with a little angel
Who I see at the bus stop each day
It’s been more than a year now
But I can never find the words to say
And if I could, should I say them?
Or should I keep my feelings to myself
Never speaking my love aloud
And spend my lifetime on the shelf
Maybe some day I will tell her
Of the deep love that I conceal
But I think that she will laugh at me
If I dared to tell her how I feel.
So each morning I will smile
At my sweet angel so petite
And not speak to her of love
But stare nervously at my feet
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