Romantic Voice Poems | Examples
These Romantic Voice poems are examples of Voice poems about Romantic. These are the best examples of Voice Romantic poems written by international poets.
Never did I think
I would ever wish
to see another Nun
now there is you
in costume
I am a heretic,
always have been
dressed like a
has been priest
both of us ready
to get on our knees
you threaten me
with lipstick,
a seductive red
I would be dead
by morning
just want to bury
my teeth in your
neck and shoulders,
caress your thighs
with tongue and fingers
feel you tremble
at my touch
blessed are we
for we will sin
enjoying our
explorations of
each other
everywhere
we see fit
me into you
like some sacrament.
Call me anytime you'd like
I love to hear your voice
I cannot get enough of it
My heart starts to rejoice
When on my screen your name comes up
I pause all that I do
To talk and picture in my mind
The face it belongs to
The ambiance of her soft smile was felt
by everyone as she walked in the room,
and somewhere deep within his mind there dwelt
warm thoughts of April meadows lush with bloom
as air was sweet with scent of her perfume.
The ambiance he felt with her soft touch
caused thoughts to stir so deep within his mind;
the possibilities of love and such,
and all the tender dreams he longed to find,
he felt as heaven’s bodies seemed aligned.
The ambiance he heard in her soft voice
as whispered words so gently touched his soul,
for him it seemed there was no other choice.
The feelings felt with nature’s soft cajole
and deep within then nature took control.
The ambiance of love within her heart
he felt with every subtle move she made,
revealing her desires right from the start;
and deep within he knew her thoughts conveyed,
they soon would share a lover’s promenade.
May 11, 2024
Slow down Tueday
you moving to fast
the Preacher told me
to tell stop shaking your ass
Slow down Tuesday
Phat as you are
saw your panties
when you were getting out of the car
slow down tuesday
wiff your perfume on
smell whip round my
nose like a cyclone bomb
Slow down Tuesdays
Wiggle Jiggle Tease
Got th fellas falling
Down to there knees
Slow Down Tuesday
Sipping your wine
Got the men buying
the expensive kind
Slow down tuesday
Made me into a hypocrite
Guys coming round trying
o start some sh$t
Slow down Tuesday
You want me for your man
Slow down Tuesday
Lay with me baby
Tell you can
Slow Down Tuesday
One man at a time
Only Reason you do
with is cause you so Fine
Slow Down Tuesdays
When will you tell me
what thats about
Hermes wishes to entertain a World which
speaks of him: but noot to him. Valhalla
would be a better god. Must Valhalla contest
Hermes enbout for a world of guilded men
might make an image of him to be storied
through the ages. Or might Valhalla place
in foot unpon the chest of Hermes to shame
him in his own world and his own invention?
" sing for me tonight( my love)
you are so beautiful
and your voice is Golden:
Sing for me my Love"
Might Zagreus be suited and masked, to grapple
those greater than he. To be contender among
the best: than be Champion above all.
That his blackskin shall shine from the oils of
the sandlewood tree. And the Oil maiden shall be
aroused from there Oiling of The Great Zareus.
" sing to me tonight ( my Love)
you are beutiful
so beautiful
and your voice
is golden!"
From Section Eight Quarter -Quarter
Chapter Nine of the Book " the Dulcian"
by Cante Pe' Me
overall your presence reassures me
making the darkness inviting
overall your sweet voice is soothing
making the love feel real ~
AP: 3rd place 2022
and so it was that I danced and danced
into the sunset of your arms
AP: Honorable Mention 2022
an aria of a melody resounds in me,
with each note, one romantic lyric-
for i am transcended
the beaut of his harp shall comfort me,
relieve the desultory mind i wear-
freeing me with his love i adore,
more promises of exhuberant affection
with a connection i long to keep safe
HIS VOICE RESONATES IN MY SORE SOUL
(he holds me tight in the night)
i wrap my warm arms above his
shoulders and listen to the soft song
he sings with a whisper of a hush,
-i blush-
his rhythm-
incandescent
his rhyme-
quiescent
craving the love we share,
breaking bread at dusk and dawn;
beloved-
if music be the food of love…
-play on-
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"if music be the food of love, play on" – Shakespeare
February 3, 2020
Sponsor - Silent One
Emit words warm of breath, those lips succulent.
kiss my nape a voice
But a voice dulcet and to the ear fair.
Giving me sweet tingles all over.
Leaving me in want, but to a voice to always listen.
Nestled here beside you, night fell without a single care,
though pins and needles may soon claim arm's clutch.
Precious time all mine, drunk on the smell of you so near,
would stay beside 'til last loss of feeling touch.
Is that your heartbeat caught in soft pulsing fingers..?
or perhaps mine, trembling now in anticipation.
This magic voice under bright crescent moon, lingers,
finally rememb'ring love's sweet translation.
We quit all the old games, forgot their petty names..,
two lovers, sought youth again, with loving wings.
No, that's not a tear of sadness, my heart alight in gladness,
this luckiest of fools, caught in rapt angel eyes, sings!
Irrational, gibbering song grips moonstruck heart so thrilled,
though I really don't give a damn.
Passion felt in quivering, longing lips, more any wish yet fulfilled,
makes me glad that I'm a man.
My Medusa
Throwing words away into the ether,
In search of a seeker.
Did you meet her? Have you seen her?
Does she still believe the holes in her net are catching no suitor?
My Medusa is caught in a mirror.
A reflection of her former self; from sweet heart to sinner.
Now cast in stone are her army of lovers,
All standing proud, never moving on;
Trapped inside her thoughts forever,
Deep in their endless slumber; never completely gone.
All memories compared to me;
All seem to win eventually.
Surrounded by snakes; her endless din,
Are screaming at me, to go on, leave!
But love is my shield,
I trust in her virtue.
I must confess the way she makes me feel;
I must suggest a rendezvous.
(C)2017 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
Silence in your voice
After the episode of wistful romance
You called to say sorry but you just gasped
And all I heard was unfamiliar parlance.
On the periphery of unintelligible noise
You spoke eloquently of a beautiful evening
As it lingered through our candle-light dinner,
Looking for a dialogue of romantic endeavor
When you alluded to virtues ardent love cares
And once again I let you seduce my desires.
Then you heard the call of an unknown rival,
Embraced with me but embroiled in her dream
Sunken in anguish of sudden sweat and fear.
In your tidings I heard more than you spoke
As tone of your voice made obscure sound
You heard my question but didn't respond.
I got my answer when you wheezed for air
Though you didn't say it, I heard your sigh
Silence in your voice was loud and clear.
December 20, 2017
Your heart with mine commune in voice,
It speaks to me with tongues of choice,
The words are whispered soft and clear,
The warmth I feel as though you near.
With radiance see your face and smile,
how words of love can travel miles,
a tear is shed for happy be,
the waves of passion shared with me.
So close, can touch your palm of hand
and smell your breath in sweet of song,
with eyes that’s closed in harmony,
to harken your voice in melody
First I liked your voice
I really liked it though it isn't often on
Then I liked your smile from over the table
Soft and real and centered on me only
And I thought it cannot end like this so
Then I liked your hand
giving me tight space for no doubts
Then I liked your no doubts
about you who like what I am
Very nice change, I must say
A bit frightening that you assume too much
But still
You are blood from my
blood, word from my word; my own
voicething creature-kin.