Romance Quatern Poems

You’re like a song that I heard when I was a little kid but forgot I knew until I heard it again. - Maggie Stiefvater,...

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'In the dark we dance together'
While stars glisten bright over us
Dancing ‘till the sky is a blur
Nothing needed to be discussed

In the dark, we dance...

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'Kept in the dark, but you were there'
Always wondering how I was,
Always happened to somewhat care
It just ain't the way it all seems

Bedroom door kicked...

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Each bedtime makes me a night-clown,  
Minty paste seltzers every tooth.  
Puppetry for sleep at sundown,  
Ends in a circus, dreams of...

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Golden leaves of autumn delight
Where season flaunts hints of romance
Blazing passions of smitten sight
As themes chromatic swirl and dance.

Charming dreams of romantic eyes
Golden leaves of...

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My sweetie, oh how I need you.
On my mind you ever linger.
Believe me. My love is so true.
One ring should be on my finger!

This ring...

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The mystery of time when true love invite
The promise of full blooms response to the light
The way of an eagle soaring in flight
The joy of...

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Night bewitches; romance can reign
when shadows fall and you then see
the light of day begin to wane.
Alone with your love you can be.

Stars flicker and...

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Like a sigh, your love runs soft, well
Vast as the seas, both warm and good
One tear bids the soul fear of hell
Wade o’er the dark,...

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IMPULSIVE 

            Most the  impulsive tales of love !
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Oh, how I yearn, blossoms of spring
When nights are mired in wintry freeze
And days shudder, as zephyrs zing,
Where fall decayed in frozen breeze.

As meadows ache...

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"If truth is stranger than fiction, you need to take a stroll inside my dreams!"- by me

Weave me a story; weave me a tale.
Whole histories...

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WAVE  OF  FANTASY 


     Me to ripple on wave of fantasy 
     Dreamy desires sparkling...

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The hint of autumn leaves in breeze
As northern states begin to chill,
When August morning frost in trees
Drapes canopies o’er sylvan hill.

As summer waltzes her last...

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Give us now joy, that does not end
Flowing like our heartbeat and breath
We like not mix of ego’s blend
Fearful thoughts approaching in stealth 

Methinks we’re...

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