Beautiful Romantic Poems | Examples
These Beautiful Romantic poems are examples of Romantic poems about Beautiful. These are the best examples of Romantic Beautiful poems written by international poets.
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When I close my eyes, I see your face.
That loving and endearing smile.
Those beautiful sparkling brown eyes.
I feel contentment.
When I close my eyes, I hear your voice.
That soft gentle whisper in my ear.
The sound of your joyful laugh.
I feel elation.
When I close my eyes, I feel your touch.
Those sweet lips pressing against mine.
Those soft hands caressing my body.
I feel ecstasy.
When I close my eyes, I am with you.
No matter how far away you are.
You've captured my very essence.
I know love.
I had fallen and shall remain in love with him;
My man who harmonizes with my every whim.
He is one of a kind, a cool and yet shy guy.
His frame and face both the apple of my eye.
When we first met I felt charmed by his voice,
So soft-spoken; so my heart made its choice.
When I first saw his face, my own face flushed.
His expressions: reasons why I often blushed.
I tell him every day I love him, in my own ways.
Even after going home, his love for me stays.
Whenever I feel alone, I daydream about him,
As well as recalling our dates to feel less grim.
I look forward to future visits from my darling.
He is truly worthy of being treated like a king.
He is saintly, calm, rational, and beautiful.
Since we began, he makes my heart feel full.
Storm came from nowhere
Hope this won't ruin affair
Amber eyes so bright
Spring season mirror says right
I whisper being your knight
Surround me with your twilight kisses,
enfold me with the lights of your soul,
encircle me with your warm smiles
tonight and every night as the drift comes.
Hold me, pull me closer,
speak a million words for me,
kiss me with your subtle lips and
dream…dream with me.
Make me breathless as you reach for my hands;
cover my eyes with your charm
as we vividly float
into the beauty of the day.
Place me within a bubble and
let me be blown away by the beauteous breeze,
place your hand in mine and
fall in love.
Come to me when dusk is silently creeping,
whisper and captivate me
as we lose control and
fade into each other.
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i saw your smile, then fell from grace -
plunged like Icarus out of the lofty skies
and traded that innocuous, frigid space
for the beautiful muddle in your eyes.
i watched my clean slate begin to fade;
the homespun, pristine virtues turn to dust
and fully embraced the holy wreck we made
out of a placid, fragile trust.
because heaven is a mere patient cage
of tediously slow hymns and blinding white
in comparison to this colliding rage,
this enchanting freefall through the night.
if planting my feet firmly against your skin
means that paradise is forever lost to me,
then, by all means, let my sentencing begin...
for I will wear the wreckage quite happily.
It's time to play, your chance to tease,
massage my mind and gently squeeze.
Seductively, you'll dance for me,
attentively, you're all I'll see.
Your tempered touch will fuel my dreams,
invade my world, ******* my screams.
My blood will rush, my body yearn
to taste your heat, sizzle and burn.
Your whispered words will scream and shout,
your tongue will probe, your lips will pout.
You'll fondle flesh and slowly strip,
your fingers will splay, stroke and dip.
You'll take my passion deep inside,
unleash your hunger, own the ride.
We'll fight fatigue's ferocious kiss,
all guns blazing... We'll die of bliss.
I’m lonely for your face,
the sound you made as you passed
with such mild pronouncements in your step.
The door through which you walked
remembers well how you beguiled
the night with summer romance
and the magic sighing of your hair.
I miss, too, your tender fingers
renewing the seasons
and the hopeful folly of my mind.
Somehow, as you went, you always knew
all the secrets wherewith moonlight spread,
avoiding brutish occlusions and rough winds,
all the disturbed waters of my life.
Now, you walk where rivers murmur,
hushed in the sweet silence of your smile,
never to be forgotten, ever to reappear.
Christopher M. Swan, “Song of Susan,” 2008
Your love is beautifully beautiful ~
You gift me a basketful!
He sweetly serenades me 'til we fall asleep.
He is truly the one whom I want to keep.
He captivates me so much, I cannot speak.
His voice soothes me to point I am so meek.
He lets me hold him in my arms so closely.
He rests his face upon my bosom tenderly.
He is so beautiful, especially as he sleeps.
His presence as warm as tea which steeps.
He softly sings to me and if I know the song,
We sing and realize to each other we belong.
We show each other true love in every way.
We wish to be together every day, someday.
We have met many times before this life,
Why we know how to resolve every strife.
We lived so similarly, though separately,
And now we met, we are no longer lonely.
My darling bride,
You are so beautiful,
You are so sweet,
Your beauty is not
Merely skin deep,
You look so graceful,
So poised, so neat,
With you by my side,
I feel so complete.
You're so beautiful in my mind this morning
I will send you a new poem
Because I never tire of telling you I love you
Maybe you're tending the garden at home
And you're enjoying some relaxing exercise
I will send you a new poem
You're so wise and uncompromised,
Handsome, sweet, intelligent, and generous
And you're enjoying some relaxing exercise
On this beautiful day,
You can water plants and flowers that are so gorgeous
For all that you do blossoms like a radiant flower
Handsome, sweet, intelligent, and generous
I think of you each and every hour
Since you make me feel showered
With life-giving raindrops, as I become a flower
A flower that never tires of loving you
And who sees you in her mind each morning.
Under the soft glow of the moonlight,
he said,” You’re my moonbeam,
My knees wobbled as if I were about
to fall,
Quickly, he encircled me in his arms,
and softly, my name I heard him call,
From a distance, I could hear something like a scream,
As I opened my eyes, he was nowhere
to be seen,
The scream was my alarm clock, the robber who robbed me of my beautiful dream.
By Zyrool