Fear Romanticism Poems

My receptive wide adoring eyes rested within the ambient light and bathed in The Shadoe and shade of the scene
Where before me a paragon of...

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In your smile, a sparkling gem, you shone so bright, 
A beauty, a vision, a radiant light.
My heart awakened, a poet's dream unfurled, 
You, the...

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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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I was once a reckless vagabond
Exploring the world with a brave heart and an empty  hand
People fear the sound of my name
For I am...

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When my name is uttered
Fear is clear in your eyes 
Though you appear to stay calm 
I can see through your disguise

How can I show...

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I mark the time of our meeting 
by the still beat of my heart
stroked by the momentary skip 
of the rhythm of it's chambers

unnerved I...

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My eyes glittered into the eyes
Of thee who cast a spell on my heart 
They glanced each other with pleasure 
Upon hearing thy contralto voice,
Or...

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Your words your image your touch 
sketched in my heart a tattoo of blush
your scent follows like an exotic mist
your lips full and your eyes...

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with your permission my lady
i will take my leave
has your heart spoken it all
do not tarry here
do not let quiet pervade
it will destroy the silence...

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it is my lady
it is my love
and so the story unfolds
of the passions fervor holds deep
where the heartbreaks searching
for a modicum more time
between the decision...

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As Her Love Lives Forever In This Heaving Breast


Wisdom, its great truths, that treasure, my newest quest.
As her love lives forever in this heaving breast.

As...

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Behold Beatrice, Pitcairn
the paradise sunsets lie in Tahiti
sunrise, the folly of Easter
islands, sanitoriums, deluded, denuded
limbos and purgatories, the never evermore
Polynesian metaphors transmigrate my mind
O to...

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“fantôme du noir chevalier”



whither doth thee cometh from?
Strange voice that I see
Coldness of ire burns 
the skin beneath sheets
paper white guise
black ink heart bleeding within...

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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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Testing each other's faith
At an open window—the air is still,
People seem dead with indifference, 
And yet—the world breathes heavier

Hearts thumping in rhythm
To each other,
Hands clasping...

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