Love Romanticism Poems | Examples
These Love Romanticism poems are examples of Romanticism poems about Love. These are the best examples of Romanticism Love poems written by international poets.
Over the years, looking across the tables at you
ambiance may change
meals range from simple
to aromas meandering tropical islands
roaming ports of call in far-off lands
the little Diner of long ago
caught in a torrential downpour
afterwards the petrichor aura
riding home with you
there remains that infrangible moment
when your tableware searches for another morsel
caught up in a moment intent
looking up, your eyes meet mine
a Duchenne smile adorned by doves perching
upon the Cupid's bow you wear
the moment i am reminded
reaching across the table
the oxytocin in touching your hand
rainbows are forever
Eugene 8/25/26
The summer season
The couple laid on
The lawn chairs staring
Up at the dark sky
It was a warm eve
The full moon was bright
The stars were shining
They looked like diamonds
As they were staring
At the moon and stars
The couple held hands
Content being together
The bond of love strong
Their two hearts are one
.
if'n leonardo
caught glimps
thuh
uv she
hern
in thuh louvre
'stead
would hern
hang
purty little
she
* y'all doez know
this thuh
be
"royal dip"
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.
i trace every curl
thoze
auburn coil'd
tress'z
long down
"mmph"
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.
down thuh nymph’s
spine
mine patient
duke’s digits
thick
sluggishly
strut
.
"arrrr"
"ehhdvard"
hern mine
ticklez
morn
en
')
.
shucks
i recall when
ourn first
eyne
lock'd eve
"you mean
your knuckles
my brother's
eye"
yeah
i your
felt
wet
i mean
piss'd
(((pong)))
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.
come closer
hear
listen hushhh
shhh
'tiz pneuma
2
silent
hence word
every
yourn spark mine
loud
.
they hike'en
love
thuh appalachias
'twixt'it's
')
.
and
yourn mine
en
one cloud
comfy
uv together
ourn
.
mine speak's
flesh
softly
rest
My dear, if we could meet again,
I’d want so much to recapture
the thrill you filled me with back then.
Oh, could we relive that dulcet rapture?
First, I’d gaze into your warm, brown eyes.
You could touch your eyelashes to mine.
I’d whisper: Trace me with your sighs.
Your breath upon my face, dear, I find divine.
Trail your fingers down the nape of my neck.
Butterfly your kisses with your susurration.
Let soft kisses linger, my darling from Quebec.
I want to tingle with anticipation.
Yes, trace me with your sighs, sweet explorer,
and with your caresses, murmur your delight.
Be for me my romance restorer.
Adore me as before, dear dreamy knight.
Your neon rose glows
with a soft voltage of electric ache
in the midnight forest
of love's keepsake kiss,
I pinch and pull your velvet moist petals
with a gothic lust to let loose
an aroma of sweet crystal frost,
I cusp You from underneath the bloom
and you tighten with a quick breath
then yeild with a sumptuous sigh,
on my eager mouth you tickle
smooth and warm,
the curves of your lips capture my soul,
you press me into your ultra violet core eternal,
within you there is a heat, a raw fuel,
I am yours, on the edges of tender alarm
and alive beyond death's riddle -
J.A.B.
When your lips are heavy with want,
and your pulses chant for fire elegant,
I will blaze You with passion unrepentant...
Your mouth will be my inferno
of oral soul crescendo,
skin of rose gold satin
ripples under the tides of my hands
with your sighs high as a hot violin,
I stroke you with a bow thick as firm leather bindings,
You become a virtuoso
in the embrace of my loving virtuosity,
on a stage summoned and assembled
by our hearts' heaving free energy,
and in the tremble brought by depth unraveled
You move onto me like a heartbeat riding
a feeling that cometh from freedom's uncageing,
and together we see love with no secrecy,
You are my body spreading wildly
and I your lightning holy -
J.A.B.
I wear your handwriting,
fingerprints color my form
pressing poetically, buargeoning
on heaving breasts
and thickened nipples,
lyrical layers of cursive content
reflect rubaiyat scribbles
of "I love you"
across a bared belly
Notes of sweet nothings
linger abut
Warm hands
paint upon with
rapturous rhymes
rewinding,
brushstrokes bathe our bodies,
as I read you
hammering pulsation
of your heartbeat
comes alive,
as sketchings
adrift draft melting kisses
Tattooed tunes,
as pet names,
titillating resins
of a lovers gifts
You are in my skin