Short Love Poem

You mean so much to me-and I just wantedyou to knowhow very much I care...Jamie Delere

You are Mine Love Poem

With soft still words I partFrom cries within my heartEnergy soars from emptinessLost in thoughts of sweet caressPure Love your light surrounding meGives me peace of Samsara seaAs star pattern movements swayNight's alight in love's arrayClose your eyes and seeInside you are all of meI Know you are mineSouls forever entwinedBreaths of you become my blissNothing to hold, all to missStopped in time

Love at First Sight Poem

Are you the first drop of sunshine or a warm breeze on a winter night, Are you the reflection of Aphrodite or the illusion of a man's dream, Are you the brightest star of the universe Or the reason for its existence, Are you the quintessence of wealth or is mankind poor without you, Are you the only wish of the living or the last hope of dying, Are you the essence of a true life or is life

First Love Poem

Waking, with a dream of first love forming real words,as close to my lips as lipstick, I speak your name,after a silence of years, into the pillow, and the powerof your name brings me here to the window, naked,to say it again to a garden shaking with light.This was a child's love, and yet I clench my eyestill the pictures return, unfocused at first, thenalmost clear, an old film played at a slow

Romantic Poem by Edmund Spenser

One day I wrote her name upon the strandOne day I wrote her name upon the strand,But came the waves and washed it away:Again I wrote it with a second hand,But came the tide, and made my pains his prey.Vain man, said she, that dost in vain assayA mortal thing so to immortalize!For I myself shall like to this decay,And eek my name be wiped out likewise.Not so (quoth I), let baser things deviseTo

Sad Love Poem

Where My Books GoAll the words that I utter,And all the words that I write,Must spread out their wings untiring,And never rest in their flight,Till they come where your sad, sad heart is,And sing to you in the night,Beyond where the waters are moving,Storm-darken'd or starry bright.William Butler Yeats

Signs of Love Poetry

Symptoms of LoveLove is a universal migraine,A bright stain on the visionBlotting out reason.Symptoms of true loveAre leanness, jealousy,Laggard dawns;Are omens and nightmares-Listening for a knock,Waiting for a sign:For a touch of her fingersIn a darkened room,For a searching look.Take courage, lover!Could you endure such griefAt any hands but hers?Robert Graves

Romantic poetry for Love

If ever two were one, then surely we.If ever man were lov'd by wife, then thee;If ever wife was happy in a man,Compare with me ye women you canI prize thy love more than whole mines og Gold.Or all the riches that the East doth hold.My love is such that rivers cannot quench,Nor ought but love from thee, give recompense.Thy love is such I can no way repay,The heavens reward thee manifold repay,Then

Poem to Shy Lover

A Poem To My Shy LoverThan of my sweet Love’s gentle gaze,Could my own eyes behold a fairer sightas she doth waken to my touch with languid smile;Her longing limbs reach out from moonlit hazeand through the shrouded secrecy of night.What thinkest thee, that scarlet-ornamented lips are still,And worries hide their tempest there behind thy furrowed brow?Dwell not upon some long-past right or wrong,

Tender Love Poem

A Sonnet of the MoonLOOK how the pale queen of the silent nightDoth cause the ocean to attend upon her,And he, as long as she is in his sight,With her full tide is ready her to honor.But when the silver waggon of the moonIs mounted up so high he cannot follow,The sea calls home his crystal waves to moan,And with low ebb doth manifest his sorrow.So you that are the sovereign of my heartHave all my

Romantic Sorrow Lines

The GhostPEACE in thy hands,Peace in thine eyes,Peace on thy brow;Flower of a moment in the eternal hour,Peace with me now.Not a wave breaks,Not a bird calls,My heart, like a sea,Silent after a storm that hath died,Sleeps within me.All the night's dews,All the world's leaves,All winter's snowSeem with their quiet to have stilled in life's dreamAll sorrowing now.Walter De La Mare

Lost Love Poetry

You've Got To Hide Your Love AwayHere I stand head in hand Turn my face to the wallIf she's gone I can't go onFeelin' two-foot smallEverywhere people stareEach and every dayI can see them laugh at meAnd I hear them sayHey you've got to hide your love awayHey you've got to hide your love awayHow could I even tryI can never winHearing them, seeing themIn the state I'm inHow could she say to meLove

I Want Her Love Poem

If I were her lover,I'd wade through the cloverOver the fields beforeThe gate that leads to her door;Over the meadows,To wait, 'mid the shadows,The shadows that circle her door,For the heart of my heart and more.And there in the cloverClose by her,Over and overI'd sigh her:"Your eyes are as brownAs the Night's, looking downOn waters that sleepWith the moon in their deep" . . .If I were her lover

Love for Life Romantic Verse

I sing the body electric,The armies of those I love engirth me and I engirth them,They will not let me off till I go with them, respond to them,And discorrupt them, and charge them full with the charge of the soul.Was it doubted that those who corrupt their own bodies conceal themselves?And if those who defile the living are as bad as they who defile the dead?And if the body does not do fully as

I Love You Poem

Till we meet,Time will just crawl,The days will be spent in day-dreaming,The nights in fantasy-land!My heart beats at a slower pace,Except when I hear your voice;At first I was a little frightenedto share myself with you,But you soon laid all my fears to rest.Till we meet,I know that I’ll miss you every moment of the day,Minutes seem to be hours, Hours run into monthsEach month seems to stretch

Coleridge poem on love for her

O Lady! we receive but what we give, And in our life alone does Nature live: Ours is her wedding garment, ours her shroud! And would we aught behold, of higher worth. Than that inanimate cold world allowed To the poor loveless ever-anxious crowd, Ah, from the soul itself must issue forth A light, a glory, a fair luminous cloud Enveloping the Earth--

Love Poem for Wife

HYMN TO LOVEWe are thine, O Love, being in thee and made of thee,As thóu, Lóve, were the déep thóughtAnd we the speech of the thought; yea, spoken are we,Thy fires of thought out-spoken:But burn'd not through us thy imaginingLike fiérce móod in a sóng cáught,We were as clamour'd words a fool may fling,Loose words, of meaning broken.For what more like the brainless speech of a fool,--The lives

Edmund Spenser Love Poems

One day I wrote her name upon the strand, But came the waves and washed it away: Again I wrote it with a second hand, But came the tide, and made my pains his prey. Vain man, said she, that dost in vain assay A mortal thing so to immortalize! For I myself shall like to this decay, And eek my name be wiped out likewise. Not so (quoth I), let baser things devise To die in dust, but you shall live

Percy Bysshe Shelley Love Poems

The fountains mingle with the river,And the rivers with the ocean;The winds of heaven mix foreverWith a sweet emotion;Nothing in the world is single;All things by a law divineIn another's being mingle--Why not I with thine?See, the mountains kiss high heaven,And the waves clasp one another;No sister flower could be forgivenIf it disdained its brother;And the sunlight clasps the earth,And the

Famous Love Poems

The Passionate Shepherd to His LoveCome live with me, and be my love,And we will all the pleasures proveThat valleys, groves, hills and fields,Woods, or steepy mountain yields.And we will sit upon the rocks,Seeing the shepherds feed their flocksBy shadow rivers, to whose fallsMelodious birds sing madrigals.And I will make thee beds of roses,And a thousand fragrant posies;A cap of flowers, and a