Best Romantic Love Poems

Come to me my beloved,
save me from life's brutalities,
so this heart can soften -
sparkle like a million fireflies.

For you hold the light
to illuminate my soul.
For you are the ceremony
and I the dance.
As you come near,
I'll spin like a mad man,
dancing in the rain.

If to touch...

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I would love to be your comfort
A blanket when you're confused
A bright song on every dark day
Warmth and hope you cannot lose
To be the canopy to cover you
When life's storms come your way
I can be the one you've longed for
Because I see the words you...

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She is soothing music,
but an unwritten script.

A silent movie,
but visually, cinematic elegance.

Infatuated lyrics thirst to
compose onto tones of her curves.

Her tongue is a sensual dance,
a serenade of sensitive sensations.

Her lips a path to pristine passion,
her eyes a gateway to heaven.

But she is grandeur of purity,
a...

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A promise should never remain silent.

In pursuit of our principal pledge -
I ponder her secret garden,
within the province of our paradise.

For her love is 
an Utopian secret supernova,
shining celestially -
through a canopy of olive leaves.

Where I hope to stand motionless, 
lost in her redolent radiance

so...

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It seems you only appear whilst I am asleep,
teasing rapid eye movement to awake and weep.
You hide, so I wonder how beautiful you must be,
fulfil my desires and give me the chance to see.
I believe you have beauty, eyes have never seen,
which allures me to...

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You had me oblivious to your antics, 
as you hushed me tenderly by the creek 
into your hide and seekable 
soul-surrendering secret relief. 
There, you cottled me into softness 
with a simple chin caress, 
which continued to smooth 
the entire twisting course 
of my delicate...

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My love, do you ever know...

In your moments of hushed silence, 
I am your sound;

You are the rhythm
of the symphonic waves
in the vast sea 
of my romantic verses;

Jasmine blooms, fresh, I am
and you, the thread, 
together stringed, we become
fragrant garlands
that adorn and purify
our sacred sanctuary...

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Mind will always dream,
eyes will endlessly gaze,
lips will remain impatient.

Although, I've not met her,
the heart is a battleground
of anguish and angst.
Its cries, seeking the serenity
of her secret sanctuary.

Hope ascends to tranquil heavens.
Twilight's baptism, blends
merigold into fading blue horizons
with sparkling amethysts hues.

Oh my beautiful beloved,
come to...

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In glamor-light of sunset
a new crowd of cumulus clouds arrive
and revive a sepia sky-scene—
unworldly woolgatherers gather
spinning fantasy fluff into quixotic yarns
of debutantes dancing with honeymoon hunger;
their dewy eyes blurred by the sawdust of stardust

pseudo-princess-pleasure-seekers
—drama daring 
pinot-noir peignoir baring—
full of themselves  and solar ignition
preen like...

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Starbright

As I gaze into indigo skies,
Stars are brighter tonight,
Twinkling in the darkness 
Of a new moon.
Orion's belt enchants 
My impassioned heart
As my thoughts of you soar
In a dimension devoid 
Of Time's constraints.
Let me feel the warmth of your
Strong arms wrapped 'round me 
As we breathe...

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Can it be, into this world we are dropped
from heavenly streams that have never stopped?

With sweet hope gifted to our souls delight,
oceans of love and its fiery desires;
ladies so fair, we thank our keen eyesight
and leap into romance hottest fires.

Can it be, wonderment is our...

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Walking upon silent parched paths,
under speechless scarlet skies.
Your name sits upon the tip of my tongue,
listening to the susurration of my heart.
Each vibration echoes tones of lament,
conflicted by the principles of time.

Adrift in the midst of gladness and sadness,
in a plot without a twist, lost...

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Her romantic letters, birth as heart pure and true 
supported deep vows we both swore to be held to.
Her grace, soft as the silence of morn's falling dew
with vows to keep hot passion of love that is new.
Spring had brought this loving angel truly divine
her...

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I Know of Great Love

I know of great love...
the kind of passion that
surpasses ecstasy into
a world of oblivious bliss
soaring among the clouds
in the ethers of heaven
with a newness that
never grows old or faint.

I savor these golden
treasures within my heart,
within my mind that is
filled with memories...

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allure 
      
      of the moon pales -
               
luster lost 

          ...

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