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Love poems and poetry is a hugely popular section proving romance isn't dead! They are literary compositions written with an intensity or beauty of language more characteristic of verse / poetry, than of prose.

This category is intended for poetry about romance, passion, and sensuality, rather than friendship, loss or familial / brotherly love.

The Evergreen Gorse

There was the who, the who of my heart, a who we will not depart of abstract flipcharts, and evergreen gorse.   A gauzy shadow our wake, with a kiss of the who, but the who was you, as dew fell on the yew,   my lady of cordon bleu.      ...Read On

Shakers Of Sand

Like a caravan my memories traverse Over dunes of my mind's thinker And shakers of sand. On an escalator to the ascending moon With footprints in Arizona, Shooting a Tequila. As the Sonoran sun falls And the Red Centaury sleeps, As we kiss neath a zephyr's touch And the hackles of the saguaro. From the edges of the auberge noire, The night’s sands slip away, Leaving...Read On

Bitter Sweet

Bound by catechisms of erstwhile poets Resting in orchards now covered by loam Bearing bones in Valhalla's stone ossuary Giving me the seeds that sewed my oats To be a better man than poets on thrones And as I scribe of bitter sweet's remorse Oracles ring down a chorus of fornication Poetically conceived in my coronation Scribing memories of a first love's heart Mesmerized by her...Read On

Perhaps

Is it quiche Lorraine Perhaps snuggle of romance On a cloud's futon following the rain As peenie wallies pepper the sky Losing verses of rhymes as you giggle my ear With a scent of Lambrusco following the rain Feeling the mist of your warm breath As petals of orchids kiss like lovers do Or is it quiche Lorraine Perhaps, following the rain    ...Read On

Shadow Worn In Archipelago

Black is the essence of my composing as darkness is my chosen veil For it's a long haul to Bali with my shadow worn in archipelago Silencing the cuckoo of echoes with my lusting scrimmage   Stirring my emotions in a cauldron of my mind's hell   Like a tsunami rushing upon the sand in my erotic compose   As south winds blow a hullabaloo on rice paper of my woo Stirring sweetness of sins...Read On

Creek Stones

In a state of being contrary to morality Ripples of my mind reflect your kiss Like a prism's stream over an idyllic rainbow As my head rest against cypress knees Stretched out on plews near creek stones   With memories confined to our illicity Like the sins of a labyrinth twist And aura of your silhouette caress With the eloquence of your speak   In words of poetic evolution Tucked in...Read On

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The seraglio of the Sultan

An historical imagination

In the seraglio of the Sultan, the Orientalist imagination  saw a hotbed of all the lusts, as sensual houris competed for the bejewelled sceptre, of the munificent Padisha. It its pavilioned splendour, in courtyards paved with gold, the concubines whiled hours away, awaiting the call to arms, anointing with all the perfumes of Araby, their alluring charms. But as the sword of lust cleaved...Read On

Scones Today

Beyond the sunset of canopy sky neath a paper mache moon   And a shadow's eye as romance is in the chords   Of a harp's sonata and a moonbeam's theme   With kisses from your lips like egg cream   And a saucer cup full of gambol's love   As dulcet is stirred with lovely words of scones today   And I declare with chocolate eclair you as my troth  ...Read On

A Treasured Memory

A treasured memory you are I think about you often Shining like a bright star Together we were awesome I hung on your every word Your words always quite sweet This practice was absurd Causing a fast heartbeat My love for you was true I keep it in a safe place I only had eyes for you I liked looking at your face Like a needle in a haystack I found you there I loved all your feedback And...Read On

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Virgin Lips

Virgin lips I have tasted         Not a drop was wasted.   Somewhere in this world I met a girl With a curl. The girl With the curl Threw me in a whirl. It was her Virgin Lips I have tasted The hunger in me Making sure not a drop was wasted....Read On

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Drought

Learning to embrace the season between storms

On this lush island, Suitcases unpacked, We trade our pallid Greenwich fogs And stinging coastal mists For drenching, Rainbowed cascades Under which we play And slake feral thirst. We tangle in solandra vines, Skin saturated In tropical deluge Yet aflame With touch sparked Chain lightning. Even the night's deepest thunder Can't suppress desperate whispers Wordlessly invoking Downpours...Read On

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Meadow's Lupines

A breath is born in open arms of meadow's lupines

In silence, a breath is born in open arms of meadow's lupines, Of yellows and blues that grace your hair of bonnet worn. While walking in shadows where gods have sworn, As a down of pollen blows a kiss softly touching your lips. With an essence of aura's love at my finger tips, As your breast's show of giving a life's begun, Upon the dew of a meadow's view in lupines....Read On

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The Charade

To My First Heartbreak

When I first met him, I was lost in his eyes    With eyes so blue and so bewitching Little did I know he was playing a masquerade Hiding his emotions behind a mask. In his eyes, I saw the seduction And his desire of wanting me It was at that moment of my lost innocence Making all my dreams come true. At first, I felt his affection His touch was like a fiery sensation. I showed him my love...Read On

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After Midnight

I go on walking after Midnight

I go on walking after midnight Under the moonlight With my handsome knight We are in the moonlight When my knight Frighten me only a slight In a flash of a light He turns to me with feverish eyes so bright And tells me that everything will be alright My handsome knight Looks at my neck as if he wants to bite I try to put up a fight With eyes so bright I cling to him with all my might Then...Read On

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After Midnight Part 2

It was after midnight...

It was after midnight Being with my baby tonight The trees moving in the wind so slight His arm around me, making me feel light. Into the woods we went, so scared I clung with all my might Too weak to tried to put up a fight His hand around my wrist so tight I would give anything to have his voice tell me it is all right. His eyes so bright They glow into the dark night His head went down...Read On

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I Wish For You To Meet Me Here

If only you could

I wish for you to meet me here Where the warm wind blows over our sun kissed skin I wish for you to meet me here So we can explore the deep blue ocean, and feel the water over our bodies I wish for you to meet me here Where we can walk in the sand, our hands together fingers intertwined I wish for you to meet me here So you can hold me close, as the sun sets watching the...Read On

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Me and You

Her point of view, followed by his

At the start there were hearts, and flowers and such-like stuff, and whatever you offered me, you said was not enough. But I shared with you my wish,  with nary a fuss until we depart  on a trellis dish of cuttlefish.   In the noon-day of delight, there was passion, there was lust, and we did what we did, not from duty but because we must For the gusting wind trussed  a...Read On

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Backroad Song

Driving down a backroad

Driving down a back road Looking for a quiet place to  Give into our passion Leaving the big show  Both feeling the rush  The natural high  Looking to add to the memory  That the show left etched on our soul Finding that perfect place  In the middle of hay field  The passion so intense  We give in and the passion  Could set the world on fire         ...Read On

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New Aged Letters

No stamp needed to mail.

  Love letters may be ageless But in today’s fast-paced world Text messages are the new thing. It's a special way to put a smile on that face Knowing that you’re thinking about them. The best part It doesn't cost you a thing To make that special person feel loved. It just takes a few seconds of your time To let that person know they are thought of What better way to say "hi,...Read On

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This Morning

Waking up to a beautiful day...

Morning air of the north wind blowing, awakens me Blindly looking for my salvation to this chilling cold Crawling up underneath the blanket, getting warm Making my shuttering body calms me back to sleep "Wake up my cinnamon girl." Dreaming of your lips press a kiss on my cheek Breathe life and warmth to my throbbing heart Beating fast from the touch of your fresh smell Beard gracing the...Read On

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The playroom in the Seraglio

Playing

In the seraglio of the Sultan, the eunuchs keep a watch, lest Sappho's love should dull the edges of our desire.   I submit because I have to, sold to the harem as a slave, but my longing is for the scabbard, not the sword.   We play at cats' cradles, and with our dolls of rags, and we laugh and giggle, like little ones at play.   It is not just their manhood sacks that...Read On

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Breathless

You leave me breathless

You leave me breathless, Every time we are together You are everything that, Is good in my life. You just don’t realise how special, You truly are to me I pinch myself, I can’t believe your mine It’s just like you walked out of a dream. The moment that we speak, It’s like for a second I lose my voice I am so speechless, lost for words Upon hearing your voice it’s so beautiful. It leaves...Read On

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The Surfer's Song

For my love.

My lover beckons me in the morning bright My lover calls to me in the pale moonlight Her song for me she sings.   She takes shape deep out to sea as she makes her way slowly to me. Her song in my ear it rings   On my board, I sit in wait gazing at the sea Like a siren's song to a sailor She calls out to me.   As she comes closer, I feel her rise I feel my need, growing in size....Read On

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Idols

How we idolise

There is a little yellow idol, not to the east of Katmandu, but rather in the mirror, where you gaze on you. From the solipsism of your lust, to the foothills of your desires, from the have to the must, there the shadow falls Of the praise of self, there is no end just a beginning and a continuation which no man's hand can mend, or woman's heart could compass If not for...Read On

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When I Am Without You

When you're around, I smile a lot more

Sometimes the only thing that can make me feel better  Is imagining you and I together When you and I are together  Hours seem like seconds But when we are apart A day feels like eternity to me  When we are not together I want to feel your arms around me hugging me  I want to feel you brush your lips over mine and kiss me  I want to look in your eyes and see you smile I would just like...Read On

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Kiss from a rose

I receive a kiss from a rose

A kiss from a rose, On a beautiful sunset night As the sun casts down, It’s golden rays of light. Upon the cotton candy clouds, Turning them bright red; fire red As they dip into the sea, Disappearing over the horizon. As the waves crashing, Upon the cliffs  Breaking the silence, As my English Rose kissed me. As we held each other, In a lovers embrace Locking lips as we kissed, Sealing...Read On

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Love Remembers

Love remembers everything

You are my rock  You are my safe place  You calm the chaos  With just a simple touch  I'm your gentle place  Your soft place  Where you can be  You without guarding your heart  Love remembers  The touch of a lover  The sweet gentle kiss  The long good night kiss  The passion we share before we  Fall asleep all tangled up in the sheets  ...Read On

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She's the one

She's is the one that I love

She’s the reason, for the smile That I have across my face The brightness and the sparkle That I have in my eyes. She’s has got the key to my heart, The key that I gave her With the unconditional love That I have for her. She is the reason for my happiness, She’s the exclamation mark  In the sentence, the happiest That I could put down in words. She is my angel, So very beautiful  It...Read On

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Kittens in the Seraglio

In the Seraglio with my love

In the Seraglio of the Sultan, there is a sense of strain, for all the women serve one man, and seek to make him their own, so art and artifice abound, to serve that appointed end.   In that competition there can be But one victor, and one Queen, And all before her will bow, All seek to be her, and to See the others kneel, and to Have their son rule after him.   But in my...Read On

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Will You Wait For Me

Will you wait

Will you wait for me? It was the question Spoken in a whisper in the dark. The answer was yes, I'll wait for you, No matter how long I'll wait. She dried her tears after the call Telling her the news. She knew. He was gone. Before the call She felt her heart slowly breaking. But she smiled Through the pain Recalling the special memories. The nights of love, The passion they shared. ...Read On