Romantic Missing You Poems | Examples
These Romantic Missing You poems are examples of Missing You poems about Romantic. These are the best examples of Missing You Romantic poems written by international poets.
If e'er you pause upon a night
with frequent sighs and lonely eyes
meet me in the gaze of night
upon celestial skies.
Whether known or foreign lands
or in the plains or wooded stands
meet me gazing near or far
upon the dance floor of a star.
For only high at points of light
can two hearts mingle in the night
and if only for a moment share
the joy of you and me up there.
Across distant cities I wander and roam
Dreaming of you and longing for home
Each night without you I hear it in a song's refrain
And as the band plays the ballad I think of you again
Wherever I go to your love I'm devoted
Baby to you it's my heart I have quoted
Through distant cities my heart travels alone
So I reach out through the telephone
Your love’s always near and dear to me
Reaching far across land and sea
Soon I'll return to your irresistible touch
Because where you begin is where I find love
On the last ring of the phone
Just around the corner, but unknown
A night spent apart, alone
As a mourner for the lorn
A dozen roses for another hectic day
On Valentine's day one never supposes
The reason for being fashionably late
In the movies, in the seats
One on, and one off the train
(As the background music begins to play)
One on each side of the door
with words, but none we say
The crescendo then the scene segue
I'm Astaire, Gable, Grant and Kong
To your Ginger, Marilyn, Audrey and Fay
I'll see you at home tonight, don't be long
We just missed each other today
One wonders of the
flexibility of Time…
3 minutes hardly enough,
or the perfect egg --
Our times together
never seeming enough
and the parts away, painfully
protracted, occupant of my
every reason --
Sentiments, of course, can’t
be canned, bottled or frozen;
no shelf-life for the heart
deprived – a mystery why I
even wear a watch?
never checked when with you
an eternity without you….
Death came today...
taking my sweet Jess from me;
to an even better place, I pray,
than this life we shared so passionately.
If only I could just hold her,
keep her a moment more;
but alas, God has called for her,
now she sleeps evermore.
So many small things I should have told her,
too many feelings left unsaid;
I can only hope she sensed my love
was stronger than words instead.
As I pass through this day of lost love,
there is but one thing to lessen my pain:
her promise that one day,
our two souls will be one again.
So someplace I'll plant a single flower,
brighten a lonely place;
and hope she knows it blooms for two,
an endless love for one never to be replaced.
Your echoes reach me
though they travel from afar,
over oceans and vast mountains,
no matter where you are.
Oh how I long to linger
in their warm embrace,
caught up in the raptures,
seeking visions of your face.
So in dreams I go searching,
to claim what I so miss,
the comfort of your body,
the hunger of your kiss.
The sweet sound of your voice,
The echo of your sighs,
How I long to hear it again,
And to look deep into your eyes.
The memories of your loving
are etched on me inside,
stirring up sensations,
from the passion of your ride.
Oh how I long to taste you,
to return to ecstasy,
to calm this raging storm,
and quench this need in me.
I shall miss our indirect kisses,
As long it's you my heart misses.
I am wanting so much to kiss your thin lips so deeply.
I find myself here simply missing you oh so dearly.
I'm longing for your body to be against mine desperately.
Homeless because home is where the heart should be.
Truth is you are where my heavy heart longs to be.
Homeless because home is when you’re with me.
If only sooner rather than later, you would see.
Was I just learning
How to love somebody else
Through all of these years?
What then of my old yearning?
Why do these thoughts bring me tears?
Wettened by the mornings dew
Closely spaced where rows of roses grew
Footprints stained the cobblestone
Where my love and I had walked, alone
Tears and roses were left behind
As I remember a love defined
That special night along the sand
As we made love, I held your hand
(The first Stanza is by Charles Messina)
Edited 9/17/23
it is that look in your eyes
that commences mine closing
the world disappears
the aroma in your hand
echoes the feel as your shoulder
guiding, powering the arm
the deliverance is in hand
all the senses wait for the touching
held at bay by a Percheron steadfast
angel wings whisper
as your hand arrives on my cheek
my heart in a pyroclastic bursting
as enchantment grasps
every atom within me
where time and space have no meaning
and in that instant when lips meet
the Percherons are in a full gallop
in a universe gravid with an elucidation
that consumes my life
a plethora of galaxies i so adore
all of this from a social event
i had no intention of attending
where just one perchance look
from afar across the room
became the smile on Klotho's face
OKC 4/23
Feel as incomplete
As the faintly lit half-moon.
Wishing upon stars;
I shall see you very soon.
Pray the moon hears my wish too.
I now see every perspective of how it was.
But there is no denying I learned long before
How to love someone despite both of our flaws.
Lessons learned thru all that made me "feel" more.
The past becomes cosmic echoes of the futures
In which we were always meant to meet each other.
The present shows how I am crafting the sutures
Of an embroidered scroll of stories of times we were together.
There are characters who I project onto, what we used to be,
Seemingly silly shows soothing my soul,
Showing me how to move on gracefully,
But sometimes I find myself feeling so unwhole.
Then suddenly there were those vivid dreams,
In which I found myself deeply longing
For that someone who I know is more than what he seems,
The one who always leaves me wanting.
a postcard
the message undiluted ~
wish you were here
Published in my 24-page photo/anthology book ~CITYLIGHTS~ 2021
AP: Honorable Mention 2021