Nature Romance Poems - Poems about Nature Romance

Blue ocean by the sky When will I come? Love with me Romantic interlude Looking at the sky and sea Meet and fall in love....

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Will you meet me in the garden of love, and kiss me in the light of a Moon-Flower, then dance with me in the Rain-Lilies, our Love-In-A-Mist from a midnight shower, We could whisper sweet floriography, as you shoot at me with Cupid's-Dart, until our Love-Lies-Bleeding in a floral bed, and we're entangled in a String-of-Hearts, If I could be...

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Let us steal away to meet beneath the pines Among the moss and lichen we will find Two bodies set aflame with souls entwined Coals smolder in your heart and you are mine Let us steal away to meet beside the shore Among the dunes and beach grass we’ll explore Two bodies that have scorched this sand before Waves break upon my...

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A child, I, when you touched my heart and mind, so meaningful, but also undefined. Like faerie dust, you left me behind. There, my unceasing, lifelong search began. Inside songs and art, I hoped to catch it, seeking the poetic words to match it, But from the thin air, I could not snatch...

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Rainbows from a storm set up, Left dazzling colors of hues Clouds in the backdrop start to fade away I think of sugar plums dancing in play. The sun sends out its rays of light, Winds in the air blowing just right A drizzle of rain comes around Not a drop of it hit the ground. Nature, I do love its flowering smell, And...

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Dinner made lovely For momentous sandy beach Epic love journey....

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When I woke up this morning, With the Sun's glowing rays I leaned forward to feel The warmth of it on my face. I, sitting on the porch, Watching nature awaken Birds come out for feeding I was excited and shaking. The wind blows softly, The trees wave their leaves Like they were saying: Good morning to me. The doves in the background, Are...

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Fall flourishes with flighty flair, a silent song upon the air. Melody of fading ember, all in spirit, rhythm, and timbre. In Her heart, a tenuous tune flirting with a bold maroon moon. She has not sung this song before, an unearthly, uplifting score. Morendo a niente, fades out, catching Her breath in subtle shout. Crescendo of color escapes in multidimensional shapes. Catching currents Her breath has...

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I was a famous, American actress, who adored performing for live audiences, In stage plays, both modern and classic, like velvet time, which often rushes. Rose acclaim filled long, chaotic days, of colorful masquerades and fulfillment, Like Sleeping Beauty crimson butterflies, on a first flight to sweet enrichment. I admired the other actors of my troupe, since we worked...

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The gentlest of boiling sensations As our fragile hands intertwined....

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Its your love that I Iong it stays, In the moonlights dress and rays, Even when the song winds down, I desire your love always in its sweet gown, Though rainbows vibrantly arch and fade, Your love shall be a forever emerald jade, Its your love that I long to stay, In the ethereal gardens sway Reynaldo Casison...

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Blue faded. The same horizon, the same clouds changed by brushes from an impressionist painter. The lavender sky blushes and the crest of the cheery trees beams as the wind hums, enticing belated bumblebees. Twigs rattle waking a little shepherdess bellow. Amber eyes browse the dusky glen. She whistles, summoning her hound and ties her undulating hair with a butterfly. She engenders...

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Beneath cerulean skies where dreams take flight, A wondrous blue butterfly, enchanting sight. Radiant in her grace, she charms the view, A living gem amid a garden bathed in hues. In a delicate dance, she flutters to and fro, Whispering secrets only butterflies know. In the language of butterflies, I'm unsure, Does she sense the love that makes my heart endure? With vibrant...

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Night falls, the stars compel --- and the beguiling moon --- , still, all pale before Her whims, good - graces....

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On the horizon's thin red line is the setting sun where we walk the shoreline of crushed shells and sand hand in hand words are spoken softly, hearts softly beating Ocean waves curling to shore seabirds diving into the water, crying out as ocean breezes envelop our skin all the more The evening's colors are red and purple The sunlight fades, and stars...

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