Romantic Poems | Examples of Romantic Poetry

Dancing dots that you can't see Dance messages of love from me And when I finish I hit send Then when they reach you on your end You'll know that I just thought of you Even though I always do A moment taken to be still And write my thoughts of you at will If every thought got off my chest These dancing dots...

Continue reading...

With loving hands He sculpted you from grace, And stringed your heart with finest threads of gold, Then sent out of His kingdom’s holy place, For fleeting life to rest in player’s hold. Bathed in the varnish of the Lord of all, Your mellow sound unmatched by seraphim— (Thrice double winged, eyes set panoptical)— They roar while you with delicacy sing. Vicerigent I...

Continue reading...

________________ Heroine content with her beloved’s love, affection and dedication, one with her own mind. ____________________ Heard had I tales of male malefaction By and large true, far from fiction, As happens oft, one out to prey Gets hunted O to be the prey. Full of hopes I’m your spouse, Not filled with any grouse, For, you my love belied this old wisdom, I’ve...

Continue reading...

You were picked straight from the stem— a fruit fresh atop the bowl of offerings, something that must be fleece laid over blade. Not taken, but accepted. Not bitten, but cradled. And still, I would let you be the spiked fruit between my teeth— If you asked. If not to taste your sweet, then to feel your sting against my tongue. Pain can be a kind of...

Continue reading...

It sure was grand I must admit I'll always think the perfect fit Was Bluebird and the Troubadour Tracing fingers, red guitar Penny, Phil Brooke and John Anne and Gilbert Elsa, Tom A fire and a big snowstorm A cozy cabin nice and warm Paris, France and Veuve Clicquot And someday maybe, Dos, Uno...

Continue reading...

No facades needed for my love to prosper. True nature lights the spark that ignites my heart’s wick. To keep the candle burning bright all that’s desired is love and faith accented with shared laughter as our days go by. No strings attached, no fine print to be found. My love is yours for the...

Continue reading...

My love left me at the altar, making me cry with the tragedy. The shock, of being left at the altar, making me feel sad all over. Later, I learned that it was a gift, from my love, because he was torn between his world and mine. My love, has its ups and downs,...

Continue reading...

For Lovers... For what’s been said by songs of love more beautifully than I could ever put down into words ...

Continue reading...

She walks through the world with a quiet grace, A spark in her eyes, on a sunlit face. Laughter like music, clever and wild, With the soul of a queen and the heart of a child. She hides her light behind a broken smile, Counts her flaws and lives in denial. Not knowing her words could bend the sky, Or that gods...

Continue reading...

If only you could see the forest for the trees it would feel so good for then as an evergreen you'd be out of the woods and if you cared for me going out on a limb tho' not on bended knee I'd ask you to become a branch of my family so near and yet so far you touched me to the roots of my heart and...

Continue reading...

Written By: A. Pseudonym The Motif was decided to precede each new verse The words were written to inspire a sound a big bold beautiful sound happy enough to smile melancholy from the frustration of lacking inspiration having been blessed with those who share the interest of completion and a strong spirt those music lovers are willing to collaborate and compose to complete that full rainbow of emotion that put's signatures on...

Continue reading...

A year has passed but not July’s shiver, the bed is warm and in the air a chill yet it’s not the cold that makes me quiver but the eros of our winter idyll. She is up and rising at the cockcrow, her slumber over, her allure begun - she comes to me parting her...

Continue reading...

We had a day straight out of a dream, perfect in every way. We savoured our favourite dinner, satiated, kicked back, put up our feet. It was pure harmony, we didn't want it to ever end. Front row seats for the best outdoor show in town. A mug of french vanilla coffee in hand, we were one with the universe....

Continue reading...

Never had I heard a flutter so clear! Nor more distinct settle of midnight wings; soft gray fans, coming to gentle fold -- soon to follow his song -- the nightingale, lilting the air! Such a blessed union, rare!~ Light and dark...

Continue reading...

His fingers flew like hummingbirds across his old guitar as he played his wordless melody in the shadows of the bar. Suddenly the crowd was still as every ear tuned in to hear the song without the words that sang itself to him. But someone in the shadows listened deep within her heart and heard...

Continue reading...