Autumn Romanticism Poems

My name is season.
Come rain, sunshine, I will always be there for you.
Come spring, summer, autumn or winter, I will always be present.
I will always...

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In a realm where dreams dance in light's embrace,
Desiree dwelled with an enchanting grace,
Her name a symphony, a tale to unfold,
In life's grand expanse, a...

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Bristle summer days
In a land full of flowers and mountains....
—I love the warmth of your embrace
that makes pleasure worthwhile
and worries far away

In the winter night,
Saving...

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As the fall is apon us I feel anew
Seeing all the beauty that is in you
Our story so untold 
I cannot wait for it to...

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"The sounds of Earth is the music of my soul."

       
        ...

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our Spring was a whirlwind of newness
learning our emotions
exploring the worlds we were
that had left their long-held orbits
as we began a dance among the stars
in...

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Plaisir d'amour ne dure qu'un moment
Chagrin d'amour dure toute la vie.


Tis here that I met you on a pleasing summer morn
Where blossoms of the cherry,...

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“In the Missing”



In the missing
you never left
I walk with you 
you still talk with me

We share our secrets
silently we escape 
worldly charades
we are touched, 

some...

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“Sacred Lakes”



There is magic 
in your shaman bones
stories shaken like strange mojo 
busy under cover of autumn leaves 
turning burnished topaz gold 
idling unrushed roll...

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LOVE POEMS II

These are love poems by Michael R. Burch: original poems and translations about passion, desire, lust, sex, dating and marriage. On an amusing...

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To those whom breathe, defeated in darkness,
She smiled one time, so bright.
To all the times the edge was past me,
I swear, I’ve found the light.

For...

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I’m striding with my jacket, you turn off the rifle
You lead me by the hand, because I can’t say so
You say you don’t love me,...

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My beautiful girl...
  How sweet her soft symphonies,
  My love... how she makes me swoon;
  when the moon was full...
  and...

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a dance of seduction displayed
in painted passions
enveloped before these eyes

the burning of orange 
captured and teased
in an instance
then set on free

rich ruby reds
succulently dripping 
gleaming...

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"The Periwinkle Time"



Blues crushed prepossessing Violet
Lavender starbursts 
sharp as diamonds
undressed, a soul preys 
with black as crow feathered lashes
that rim the open mirrors 

There in...

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