Romantic Love Poems | Examples
These Romantic Love poems are examples of Love poems about Romantic. These are the best examples of Love Romantic poems written by international poets.
I knew you in the springtime,
when shoots were green
and blossoms a-bloom! Mornings
Rosy pink and Fresh! No tint of gloom.
Our summers hot, fiery--sultry!
Unlike the autumn, spotted, with
scent of the tomb – now winter,
nearer the final page – stupid youth
my preference not wise old sage!
Her suffering was her currency as she would trade in sympathies among a band of devils driven wild by their needs to be possessed and to possess in a world seldom fair being built in complications simple heads never seem to ever understand and.
She was Magnificent.
They way she tore me down. Only one other thing had ever hurt me more.
Fair maiden with the locks of molten gold,
Whose gentle grace doth make the sun seem dim,
No earthly treasure that the heavens hold
Can match thy virtue, pure in every limb.
Thine eyes, like morning dew upon the rose,
Do awaken all my spirit with delight;
When darkness falls and all the world doth close,
Thy shining tresses guide me through the night.
Sweet lady, let my humble heart draw near,
To tender thee a vow that shall endure;
Through every changing season of the year,
My love for thee abides forever sure.
No fleeting time can fade thy radiant hair,
Nor dim the sweet perfection of thy face;
For God hath framed no creature half so fair,
Nor crowned a maiden with so bright a grace.
Over the years, looking across the tables at you
ambiance may change
meals range from simple
to aromas meandering tropical islands
roaming ports of call in far-off lands
the little Diner of long ago
caught in a torrential downpour
afterwards the petrichor aura
riding home with you
there remains that infrangible moment
when your tableware searches for another morsel
caught up in a moment intent
looking up, your eyes meet mine
a Duchenne smile adorned by doves perching
upon the Cupid's bow you wear
the moment i am reminded
reaching across the table
the oxytocin in touching your hand
rainbows are forever
Eugene 8/25/26
I gave you a Rose,
fond blossom of the
season. You replied
with a heart, a garden
for all Time --
Is what we have all too good to be true?
Is it too much I want to always be with you?
Our love reminds me why I shall carry on through.
Your voice, your smile free me from feeling blue.
Am I really unfairly expecting too much,
When I say I always need to feel your touch.
As much as I want you here every day and night;
A weekly basis makes us fonder, so it's alright.
Is what I feel for you, what you feel for me too?
Are you the one for me, and am I the one for you?
I realized you're the one my soul was waiting for.
I just hope you also feel we have met before.
Am I right to feel we are the same rays of light?
Am I right to feel I cannot insult you in any fight?
Is it too much if I say you're perfect in every way?
For me, you are my safe harbour in life's bay.
Longheld sorrows went up in smoke
After every word you wrote or spoke.
Though our times go fast,
I believe our love will last.
Our love's healing me.
Through you I forget my past.
With you, future is so vast.
You need not write, nor even to speak
for your soul is a poem, one which is read
by my heart.
AH, to be romantic
To place a single
Freshly cut rose
In a cup
And place it
On the breakfast table
To stealthily approach
Whispering a “growled”
I love you
On to the back of her neck
To place a “not so Hallmark” card
Seductively
In the grocery bag
For her to find
Oh, but to free
The lunacy of lust
Carouse about the house
Vacuum in hand
As she lifts her feet
While giving you that
“God, I love you Look”
Always remembering
Love is not a past tense word
It is a tension that lives
In the presence of lovers
A binding covenant
Written in the depth of now
sweet love ascends as a gift of rare moons
painting dark, wet sands azure
our footprint glows again
I will penetrate your mind
when I walk through the door
Making love to your heart
while you're crying for more
Sexually captivating your body
with tenderness and care
Sense of passion
will send you walking on air
Blissful thought ascending your mind
with joy
Intertwining with a sensation
filling every void
Flip you over, open you up
while the beginning is wet
Tongue moving forward
at the moment of climax
Thrusting to the object
as you go back and forth
Insinuating the feeling
as I come toward you
To finish with the vision
of an ecstasy touch
Thinking to myself
why I love you so much
I knew you when I first met you
I knew you just by looking into your eyes
Your eyes held my attention
Your smile would not let me go
I fell in love with you
Before you even spoke
We sat and talked for hours
Slowly our time was coming to an end
And I didn’t want the afternoon to stop
Because I knew you
And I would be apart again.
Our lives just would not work in this life
My heart was breaking because I knew you
Fate was being cruel to us
We didn’t even stand a chance
As much as we cared for each other
Forces were keeping us apart
No matter how hard we tried
We could not make it work
We had to say goodbye
But I am so glad I knew you
Raised Wine Glass
Cherished continual Love
Kisses to think of
First came attention
Followed by Love Presentation
Romantic distinguished
Name and mine came about
Every heart beating moment
Love in our eyes
Walking hand and hand
Behold, we are still in love
Love in control
Together our threshold
Emotions on action
Still attraction
Loving you more than ever
Our own love island
Secrete and true
Our continuous pursue
Kisses still are wow
Fine wine love never changes
Enchanted exchanges
Now and Forever
Happily Ever After
THE GLASS EGO
The jaded heart doth stop and start,
posed on a weak pretense.
Assured in self beyond the pale,
a peacock on the fense.
It proffers not romantic end,
and does so on the sly.
Corrupted deep and long ago,
a snake with stalking eyes.
Alone in love or solitude,
it strikes without a thought,
like cornered beast compelled to fight,
it's destiny was wrought.
To run and play another day,
a front with which to hide.
This fated heart's not set apart,
the pain's pushed deep inside.
A wall too high for eagles' eyes
ensures a sightless plight.
A heart so blind the light offends,
oft crashes in the night.
The toughest fight oft fought within
twixt truth and darkest past.
Forged in the fires of fear and hate,
an ego made of glass.