Best Romanceromance Poems
Writing relative rhymed rhymes
Rhyming with revival rhythmically rhythm
Is not revue but reviewing my role
To resurrect as requested to revive back romance.
When rhyming my rhymes I can revolve revolutionary robust
Rocking like rocky rocks rolling to the right rendezvous,
but today I recite repose as if I repent,
but rely it you will relish,
because its a rhyme to recall recapture of romance in relationships.
I wrote it to rake up real reign
When raspberries were rasped,
Rationing reverie,
Raucously reading romantic readings regularly.
Becoming a receiver reckon receiving reciprocally gifts,
but this is the recital to recapture romance to recur.
Read this rhyme to refill,refine,reform and refresh romance.
Regain rarefied of relish rained rich rain
Raining rainy with ravishing red roses reddening a red ring around you.
Relieving yourself by reiterating 'I love you Mrs Right',
and wait for the rejoicing remarkably respond to be relayed
'I love you too Mr Right'.
The respond that revealed the resourcefully resource for resurrecting.
I rouse you because I'm roused;
Be a roman and go to Rome
To see real romance,
and you will romp of being romantic,
and really its realistically real
Radio romance ridicules soul,
soldiers beat is the only motion I know.
The power of pride I will always show,
never shall I hide the glorious glow.
Radio romance advances swiftly,
razor eyes rumble the ground before thee,
trembling knees gain strength and rigidity,
supporting the weight of all that is me.
Radio romance spits fulsome flattery,
sadly believed are these words entrusted through doubt.
Loves lies swipe neat,
about face choked cries.
Radio romance takes a seat, beat
True Romance Does Not Involve Your Pants
By Rick Rucker
True Romance can be shared on the dance floor,
Moving to music, nothing more,
Making Love, and sex are great,
But not all that you should share with your mate,
Every time I see My Love,
I hear trumpets, from Above,
Her face is like a work of art,
I cherish the memory when we’re apart,
Sometimes, I squeeze her far too tight,
I think it might be from fright,
That this is all a dream,
If I awaken, without Her, I would scream!
To think that I have found this Love, so late in Life,
That she would love me, consent to be my Wife,
We will marry, and right then,
I will be the Luckiest of Men!