Best Tender Poems


Premium Member Tender Is This Love

Love has taken a firm grasp of my soul,
ridding me of chill and bite of hoarfrost
Strong arms rescued me from the Winter's cold
Etched upon my heart is his name,  embossed

He soothed my senses and woeful sorrows,
offered moonbeams to dispel darkest nights
Erased the reasons for my brow's furrows
Lifted me from harm and set my world aright

He drowned me in crashing tides of passion
then revived me with life's breath in a kiss
Pray, heart,  keep beating in such sweet fashion
ne'er to be slain and cast in death's deep abyss.

Tender is this love through nature's seasons
with gentle reminders of heart's reasons
© Lin Lane  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member Tender and Slow

if every breath taken, found
the harmony of yours,
and suddenly paused
- leaving me
breathless,
like
a melody,
tender and slow
- stay in this silence
while our love does overflow,
into a delicate symphony, as 
the composure of us
- becomes soft, sensual 
seductive and
low



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A Passionate Scribble
~ Lingering in Soft and Slow Moments ~

Tender

Tender are your words,
And though they drown my silence,
It is those sultry touches in the sweet night,
That draw the curves of my soul on my skin,
That I crave and desire just now.
Lightly you pick up my heart,
Your tongue whispering spring breezes,
To fill my wings with flight,
And I wish your lips upon my throat,
To fill my voice with soft cries. 
How gently you pluck the strings of my harp,
I croon and sway to your song,
Melting in your arms against your skin,
I long to feel your warmth so deep inside,
That I recognize your pulse within my ribs.
Tender are your words,
And though they drown my silence,
It is your touch in the night that I desire, just now,
Just now, and every night after


Tender Lips

When he whispers my name ,he makes my heart bleed out for him...
When he touch my face with his soft hands so slowly, he pulls my soul out of hell...
When he holds me so tight tell I can't breathe , he makes me melt inside his beloving arms...
He bite my tongue and I bite his soft , tender lips...
He capture me with every word , with every touch , with every heart beat...
I love him for who he truly are , for his beautiful soul , his sweet words ....
When I hear his lovely voice...
But.....
I never saw his face.....

Sweet Lover

'Love Story' Poetry Contest. 
Sponsor: Regina Mcintosh
1st Place. 

“I fell in love the way you fall asleep: slowly, and then all at once.” 
                                                         - John Green, "The Fault in our Stars."
"Love is selfless. Love is respect. Love is infatuation. Love is more than all three combined."                                                                    
                                                                                           - the poet

your lashes flutter when you open your eyes
chocolate orbs, blown wide
my favourite flavour

it starts like that

two souls – a little bit broken, a little forlorn
raven locks to hide behind and skin moonlit parchment
I think I must be a little bit gone
lost in nose scrunches and cheeks all bunched up
a healthy blush spread all over and those shy plunges
my poor heart clenches

it’s pouring outside and your clothes are drenched
your body is shivering and your teeth are chattering
yet the umbrella you hold is over my head
eyebrows strewn together, worried I’ll catch a cold
it’s not just the wind ruffling your hair, I think I love your heart

and everything’s pure, this feeling blueberry snow
you love without asking something in return
it’s not just your heart, I think I love your soul
I touch its beauty and I find a lover.

Tender Me a Kiss

Tender me a kiss
 a brush of lips upon my cheek
 gentle, loving, fragile wish, sheik
 to set my soul afire, soft and weak.
Whisper love and comfort, joy and peace
 to right this world so that war and hate will cease.

Tender me a kiss, some long goodbye
 when all I sense and feel would make me cry
 but hidden safe within the confines,
 hope continues to abide.
In your hurry dispel all fears and worries compromising
 tender me a kiss, anticipation waits on the horizon.
© DM Babbit  Create an image from this poem.


Premium Member Tender Years

     "Tender Years"



upon first meeting my heart felt a certain chemistry
though I was far from seeking love I vowed intentionally
needed to work and raise my sons as best as I could
being my boss gave me a chance to show my work was good.

a team of excellence we were and business was successful
my life was starting to take shape though times were very stressful
one night you offered me a lovely dinner to escape
surely I accepted not considering it a date.

years have quickly passed so tenderly we fell in love
you were my strong support, my Angel sent from Heaven above
as much as I tried to resist you said we were meant to be
our wedding day in Paradise and the rest is history.

our love balances all the bad and turns things all to right
when I am cold you cradle me and sing me songs at night
years ago I cut and combed your wavy wild black hair
but now you are my sexy Cupid, bald beyond compare.

as every moment of our golden years are cherished
our family has grown so close in love and flourished
and still we work together fulfilling lifelong dreams
I am the creative one and you pioneer financial themes.

these tender years have taught us both about why we love so
God is the center of our lives helping our faith grow
we thank each other everyday for love so faithfully
and the wonderful way you learned to share my poetry.


*For Gail Angel Doyle's Tender Years.
*Written by:  Linda-Marie Sweetheart.
*Dec. 7, 2012.

A Tender Petal

a tender petal
dreams of becoming flower
before a hailstorm

Premium Member A Tender Heart

Her tender heart set her apart
from anyone I’d ever known, 
and from the start it did impart
a gift of love so gently shown.

When first we met I'll ne'er forget
the way her heart lit up the room;
this sweet brunette whose silhouette 
with curves that caused my heart to zoom.

And when she spoke my feelings woke
and something stirred within my soul;
with tender strokes her heart invokes
such longings which I can’t control.

Beyond compare her heart so fair,
I’m lifted up as dreams now soar,
and so we dare our lives to share
our hearts are one for evermore.


March 6, 2021

Premium Member Tender Caring Loving Heart

Oh tender caring loving heart
To build this fortress round you start
Protecting you from further pain
would doom to never love again
Fly your flag upon the hill
Recall the past but present fill
Find in each day, loves embrace
Into the mist, sorrow chase
As day and night emit their charm
Share dark and light, don't be alarmed
Let goodness grow in all you do
Each day of life can be like new
Oh tender caring loving heart
Strength and beauty are your mark
Revealed in every step you take
Joy and happiness you'll make
Sunrise, sunset beauty seek
Climb to every mountain peak
Shout to all around you're here
Make it sing, make it clear
Find the power deep within
Live and love, new life begins
Oh tender caring loving heart
Rise again and never part

Premium Member Tender Loving Touch

TENDER LOVING TOUCH

don't fear
she's dear

tight clutch
soft touch

wears white
polite

too sick
she's quick

your ache
she breaks

your ill
she feels

one pill
you still

preserve
your nerve

correct
inject

your shock
she blocks

you scared
she cares

through sleeps
she peeps

recharged
discharge

"thank you"
she coos
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Sponsor	Judy Konos
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O.E. Guillermo
8:41 pm, April 04, 2015

Premium Member A Tender Moment

Emerald pines and jade laurels
Crisp, cool air misting beyond the range
Of peaks that ascend to meet
The clear, indigo heavens complete
With bleached snowy puffs of cotton
Drifting into silhouettes, characters
Both soft and yearning – floating
Into the horizon where they play
Dancing through the impression
Of a peaceful, tender moment
God’s artistic hand pressing down
Against the Appalachian mountains

Premium Member Precious Tender Moment

Precious Tender Moment

Such a precious tender moment
and the comfort that you crave.
As I watched you kneeling there
pulling weeds beside her grave.

So long she was a part of you,
so long you were together.
I know that here without her
must feel just like forever.

Somewhere in my mind it seems
I had this moment planned.
You might say I came prepared
this camera in my hand.

Now forever I'll see the picture.
The one I never took.
Of a precious tender moment
no matter where I look.

Birds all chattered in the trees,
the sun shined in the skies.
Still it rained inside my heart
as tears fell from your eyes.

I hope you know you're not alone
in your missing her so badly.
Mother's gone for two years now
and I love you so much daddy.

Forever in our hearts and minds
is where she will always be.
And this precious tender moment
alone here, you and me.

Edwin C Hofert


Inspired by the true story of a friend of a friend. Who upon taking her father to visit his departed wife's grave site. She planned to take a picture. Only to find she could not bring herself to do it. As she watched still two years later still grieving her passing. God bless them both.

Premium Member Pleasures of Tender Love

Pleasures Of Tender Love

confection for the sweet
a taste of delight
if only I could show you
the pleasures of tender love
that shines like golden honey
caramel apples aureate
strewn across the heavens of
cotton candy on ole buttermilk sky

set it free from its trap in the terminal
enchantment blanket of pea soup fog

into the clean crystal clear wet river and quench the thirst
to the taste and pleasures of deep warm, tender love
like  wealth of blushing candy apple red and rainbow colored flowers
seasons of warm and cold like silken sheets 
as they drape and cling tightly to our embrace




7/25/2015
© Eve Roper  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member 'tender Invite - Wilma - Ric

Your eyes a tender invite
Sensual moments ignite
Your devotion pure delight 

Can’t wait for tonight... 



Contest: Magnet Marvel
1st Place

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