Romantic Sweet Poems

I want to hug you when it's windy
I want to keep you safe and warm
Inside my arms, surrounded
While brews a big snowstorm 
We can make...

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Blood and bone—?
Am I merely a man??
Possessor of what you might deem
A soul?
Little to my name,?
Tagged as valueless—?
Yet in this scant existence,?
I find a singular...

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sweat dripping down my spine
slide of fingers through hair,
gentle as a summer breeze,
yet bold as a winter's storm.
hidden velvet wrapped bridge,
slowly beckons me deeper,
dark recesses...

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Have you ever tried to stop a tidal wave?
Usually doesn't work too well.
I'm stumbling over myself,
Crashing into wall after wall.
Or maybe they're crashing into me.

I'm...

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Stand next to me, or wait, instead 
Sit next to me upon the bed
Grab a blanket over there
One's enough, we both can share
Wrapped up inside,...

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When you rest, your head between my shoulder and jaw
My eyes forget every weight they ever carried or ever saw
I'm just a man, but to...

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1. A Klimt-style kiss upon your neck, strategically placed

2. A walk into the sunset, arms around our waists

3. A poem under moonlight, the stars bear...

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It's all right there, from you don't hide
The love for you I hold inside
You'll see it unobtrusively
A wink, a smile, quietly
It's not with fanfare that...

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Someone once thought 
That you were their everything;

Rising each morning like a rolling ocean wave,
Carrying all they could ever be -   to you.

Sky...

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I saw the sweet side of love in my dream,
where winter is warm and so romantic.
In gardens where red roses gleam,
and white marble fountains gigantic.
A...

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A place alone in solitude-
with space made just for two. 

The dark around is imminent- 
I'm not afraid when I'm with you.

Crashing down like thunderstorms-
which...

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Put your reading glasses on
My heart's an open book
See the words I write for you
Come and take a look
Little snippets, fleeting thoughts
A novel it is...

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Tongue touched, 
a diaphanous zephyr of ephemeral desire, 
rustles the parchment of our sepulchral scripture, 
where our connubial covenant is inscribed,
in the cryptographic ledger of...

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The paths wrapped around your waist
Lead me to a special kind of place
I take trips from hip to hip
In fact, I've made a sabbatical out...

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 When you left
 you were still a goddess
 of love...
 You reigned supreme!

 You were my hero
 passionate heart!

 Now that this time
 glorious...

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