Romance Poems
Emotion
by Nkwachukwu Ogbuagu
An African drum throbs from a distance.
It is heyday and there is rejoicing.
But ululations surround me suddenly, and tensions
Climb gently the steps of a dancing heaven.
As my lobes grow softer and my hair stands
On the grounds of love,
I sense the throbs on my hollow soul,
Near, yet so far, for the wretched wench
Whose sweet eyes I have descried yonder.
He Pass the Blunt
by Maeverik Foxwood
Hot all over
I don't know what to do
with my hands.
Look me in the eye and I feel my pussy beg
My mouth is so dry.
My legs
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Between the Two
by Nkwachukwu Ogbuagu
The smell of incense was heavy
And guarded the dingy room well.
Time passed slowly like the stifling breath of Yuletide
They were hiding from — the two lovers of Venice —
A woman with dark, luxuriant hair
And a man with a running nose.
Scent-leaf imported from Africa
Roasted over the fireplace with a tangible fragrance.
A lone candle burned and crackled,
Its tallow dripping profusely with crusts of romance —
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To His Beautiful Mistress
by Graham Ereks
My love,
You are the silky gazelle
Of the esteemed paradise
That blazes radiance on me
In a blissful beam.
Your exquisiteness is
So magnetising,
The thought of you
Alone can make me chirpy—
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I Will Pronounce Your Name
by Graham Ereks
I will pronounce your name, Mary,
I will declaim you, Mary!
Mary, your name is as mild as cinnamon, the Fragrance in which the lemon grove sleeps.
Mary, your love is note fragrant than wine;
Fragrant is the scent of your perfume.
Your name alone is like perfume poured out.
Oh! Why wouldn't I pronounce your name?
How beautiful you are, my dearest, inamorata
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Love Poems by Michael R. Burch
by Michael R. Burch
These are love poems by Michael R. Burch, many of them written for his wife Beth, the former Elizabeth Steed Harris...
Preposterous Eros
by Michael R. Burch
“Preposterous Eros” – Patricia Falanga
Preposterous Eros shot me in
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My lover's lips
by Lillian France
Your lips, oh your lips
Your warm soft kiss takes something from me
Cove of a river rushing fast then gently
My body is consumed by the water
Oh, water that gives life
Your taste sustains me
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Between the Two
by Nkwachukwu Ogbuagu
The smell of incense was heavy
And guarded the dingy room well.
Time passed slowly like the stifling breath of Yuletide
They were hiding from — the two lovers of Venice —
A woman with dark, luxuriant hair
And a man with a running nose.
Scent-leaf imported from Africa
Roasted over the fireplace with a tangible fragrance.
A lone candle burned and crackled,
Its tallow dripping profusely with crusts of romance —
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modern swoon
by Elisa Janer
the antithesis of a poetic text message
is a letter sealed with red wax
its contents:
“u up?”
Red Flowers From My Love
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
Summertime lover
I'm waiting at the station;
Strawberry evening!
Anticipation heartbeat,
like rainbow glimpsed from a street.
Dusky moments fly
like dense willows in wild wind,
in the moss green spring.
Then a train roars like thunder
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Archibald Thomas Strong (1 poems about Romance)
30 December 1876 – 2 September 1930 / South Yarra, Melbourne -
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