Romantic Narrative Poems

I had a dream where you were my super girl
My Heroine, the one that could save my heart from breaking
My heroin my worst addiction
You were...

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On a table for two
I see an open love letter
Besides that lay three roses
Two champagne glasses standing
Besides a bottle of champagne
Around them are scattered round...

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His head slumped low and he looked like a most unhappy man,
said, “My peoples’ laws forbid it, both of us would be hanged.”
She rolled her...

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...With that he went to a small chest, retrieved a bound-up scroll,
and her eyes went quite wide with shock when the thing was unrolled,
’twas her...

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...A throat clear by the tall doorway, and she saw Geren there,”
he said, “Lindone, that slave is mine, and I don’t like to share.”
The warrior...

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...The days that followed left no doubt on her master’s feelings,
the love he showed to both of them left her poor mind reeling,
he barely left...

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...She went with him and she had to, inside a knot of dread,
distracted by all of the things that she feared lay ahead,
disrobed with her...

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...And come the day she had free reign, provided she not leave,
no heavy tasks upon her, she had worked more while still free.
She explored the...

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...Then one looked at her sand said, “Let’s have us another ’bout.”
But the man on her horse said, “No, I’m claiming that one now.
In lieu...

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She’d not heard the horses approach her village in the plains,
had known nothing or war of death until their arrows rained,
fiery streak against the night,...

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If courage will take me through this life
give me more of it, if passion will elevate
me to the mountain top, immerse me in it
and if...

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In the land of the rising sun, where the Igbo people thrive
A love story unfolded, between Ekemma and Nnanyereugo alive
A tale of passion, of hearts...

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I am just a mile away if you are looking for a place to stay
I am just a mile away if you want to start...

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She bestowed a belgard from across the diner.

It was rich and warm, like the bowl of buttery grits that steamed the hairs in my nostrils.

Then...

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Crimson-colored flowers bloom not from veins but from the heart,
The scarlet (liquid) trickles down your throat from your mind's thoughts. 
His words, her words, they...

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