Best Romancelight Poems


Remember

You are the star that shines in my eyes,
I am the man that comes in disguise;
Like moths that flutters on wings of chance,
We fly into arms that love to dance.

On the balcony the rose vapor clings,
And the nightingale joyfully sings;
Bringing a light in my heart, a song of desire,
A flame in my soul to light the fire.

The soft embrace with a luscious kiss,
The sighing moments of divine bliss;
The still reflection of luminous eyes,
Where passion flames and apathy dies.

The archer's bowstring triggers a dart,
An arrow to pierce your reckless heart;
Fingers to tumble in your tangled hair,
Arms to hold, a time to share.

The hopes, the fires of lover's dreams, 
Flower in the light of soft moonbeams;
The mist of night flows over us till,
The wine of love has sipped its fill

You Are My Drug of Choice

Your beauty is zin in thoughts of you I swim
Feeling relaxed within harassed at the fact that I’m a wimp
When I try to let you in best expressed with my pen
The way I feel this is real untangible but I can feel
A connection look into your eyes and feel protection
From a lack of affection
In your atmosphere I’m at recess like Gretchen 
Your in the east I’m a west wind 
Barely come to a close
We continue in circles relapsing but I want to overdose
I just sit and wait with my eyes closed
Meditating trying to get rid of resistance like diodes
Seeking hope for you and I or just freedom to fly
Closer to you I’m high
Freefalling ignoring others passing by
On my way down loves my allaby 
So im guilty as charged filthy with stars
Day dreaming of you then I put you in bars

Feeling blessed by your presence 
Deep in the thought of your origins and essence
The feel of your lips pressed against mine in a session
Of indulging, examining your profile and emotion
Your smokey silohuette in motion
Choked up when togetherness is broken
Stimulated by your soul, I’m sold
Now I’m generating stocks to hold
Pleasure particles are overgrown 
Synapse is overwhelmed me and you in our own realm
Our bodies light up with touch
Eyes want all the light our senses can conjer up,
Vegas
Hoping our interests are not different, collars up
On the same page when it comes to lust
And when it finally comes to we simultaneously combust

River Minnows Deax

Seen Heaven	
Or a little peep perhaps
Viewed unseen but in this summer light 
Minnow’s dark tops sides a lovely silver hidden
Serendipity a contrary counter way shapes and in shadows 
Green reeds softly sway the gentle flanking current persuading
Lit the riverbed of soft golden sands transmuted a bronze by depth
Glistening yellow auric the strong suns noonday blazing light beams down  
Ancient buttress grey stone shaped by old artifice gives water a gentle pass
On the river bridge the weight of water an impetus a few feet down below
In the distance bright garden colours given now soft a focus by haze 
Comfy white cottages over the river resting in water meadows seen 
A self carved path by an enticement no choice drawn to the sea
The river flowing passing on its ancient meandering way
Sheep graze roaming enamoured of the warm grass
Scene of all basking in high summer sun
A pleasant walk down to the river
One of life’s sunshine days 
Heaven seen
© Nigel Fox  Create an image from this poem.


Wrong Love

There once was a Girl.
So in Love,with the Moon
She prayed every night,that she'd be there Soon..

The light was her Love,all in a sense
Made her smile,ohh so bright.
Yet her love,lacked insight
You cant Love the Moon!
Screamed society to her,

This love affair can never be,
So one sided,dont you see?.
She didnt listen,so in Love

Stare out the window
Hours at a time
The moon was her light and she was its lime..

She withered away
Too a place of her own..
Off to the Moon with this love that's so wrong.
© S B  Create an image from this poem.

Perfection

Moonbeams dance across the water,
the night air hints of jasmine;
soft grass lightens our steps
as swans sing a love song.
Your hand folded in mine...
never knowing where one stops
and the other begins;
a light breeze gently sweeps
your hair to the side.
My mind races with loving thoughts
as I turn to study your beautiful face;
reflected light flickers in your eyes
like a thousand fires around us.
Your beauty stuns me,
your warmth comforts me,
your lips invite me -
the sweet taste of you...
the perfect night,
the perfect kiss,
the perfect you.
© George Aul  Create an image from this poem.

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