Rose Cute Love Poems

You're my land and I'm monarch,
You're my lightning in a pitch dark,
You're my orchard of various fruit,
You're my dress a colored suit.

You're my song that...

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The warm, bubbling, thrills of my cherished first date
So innocent, so sparkling soft, is the kind hand of fate
Up at dawn to caress, my new...

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I saw her for the first time,
It felt like a lifetime,
Her brown hair dazzled,
While her eyes sparkled.

Her smile was like diamond glints,
She is the only...

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My heart is Titanic for you
I would say feelings but this is love, there's a difference and it cuts deep for you
Over the moon for...

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Roses are blue and violets are red
When I think of you everything is backwards in my head
Like what I usually would never do I'm now...

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A love so sweet,
It’s like you’re given a red rose.
The nice scent,
bringing you calmness.
The lovely red color,
bringing you joy.
The beautiful sight the flower gives,
bringing you...

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she spoke to no one after he died,
words no longer had any meaning,
friends and relatives she had world wide,
her intense love needed weaning,
she smiled at...

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she left her rose in my book,
and her lipstick kiss on the next page,
i saw her briefly in the crowd,
but then our eyes did not...

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Into love’s open arms, you and I once did fall.
Just a memory cherished, I recall it all.
It’s all so vivid in my mind.
Exactly like a...

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Ceaseless flames ignite
Morning rose with gleaming light~
Passion takes its flight


Drenched in pouring rain
Love's path they dared to embrace~
Eyes locked, no goodbyes

Whispers in the mist
Love's scene...

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I listened to leaves rustling the other day; talking in a dialect of tree
As I lived in a waking dream; that evening, their words became...

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The Sacred Meow Society
 Roger the Dodger was King of all cats
The Sacred Meow Society’s pact
He was so handsome in his ginger fur
And admired by...

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A girl.
A boy.
A Ford convertible.
His mom’s rose bushes.

To please her,
he cut the flowers
and filled his car to the brim
with his mom’s roses.

He came to call,
rag...

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Vigorous, vivid, bewildering, bright songsters,
That could calmly enchant the cruelest of monsters;
Belonging to the flinch family of Red Birds,
Each of their utterances is sweet poetic...

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We are not defined by weather
For it was summers touch that fated us
We met most certainly like comets in an October sky
Unaware of love at...

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