Most Commented Romance Poems (1,693)

I cannot see your eyes; I cannot hear your voice,
I can’t say for sure that you are real,
But from the words you send to me I know,
By the way you make me feel.

What a gift from God, the written word,
And your ability to conjure grace,
The image of our love to come,
I can almost see your face.

Your feelings have such depth and strength,
Release me from my cage,
Our connection makes me grateful for,
The wonders of the electronic age.

It’s strange to think that I can express,
For you my love and my desire,
And send it to you in a heartbeat,
Digitally, by telephone wire.

You paint for me your pictures,
Images burn into my mind,
You illustrate them so beautifully,
By God’s hand they must be signed.

And when we finally meet, you and I,
And love each other in tactile fashion,
Perhaps I will need these words no more,
To describe to you my passion.

For you, dear Lady, are beautiful,
In body and mind and as such,
Deserve to be made love to,
By the old fashioned means of touch.

A fountain in the park where lovers gather
past her naked copper breasts, a goddess gazes
This is the place where songbirds blather

The apple blossoms drop down one by one
soft breeze flutters, stops, then picks up again
past her naked copper breasts, a goddess gazes

under the falling water, down her wings, drips
making little splashes like rainbow raindrops
soft breeze flutters, stops, then picks up again

blowing our hair, across our faces, hiding
smiles we share, when no words can desribe
making little splashes like rainbow raindrops

across the fountain in a dazzling dance
we gaze at love, at life, at romance
smiles we share, when no words can describe

those moments dearest to our hearts
A fountain in the park where lovers gather
we gaze at love, at life, at romance
This is the place where songbirds blather

Like blue ice
They freeze time
those are your eyes
so pure, with no crime

Intense they make your look
as a moon on a clear night
described in a magical book
about a princess and her brave knight

Golden your hair gently fall on your face
while a drop kisses your lips;
they touch your shoulders with grace
as silk would do on your hips

You smile like a goddess
with strengh and pride
nevertheless
you have something to hide

My mistery girl where have you been
all this time trapped in my mind?
such a beauty i've never seen,
in reality would be too hard to find

I've been cursed with a tricky spell
I have no way out and not even a clue
and there is only one thing I can tell:
"If you won't free me, just take me with you"

if words could
touch
i would need
no hands
if my voice
could embrace
you on golden
sands
then would i
speak my love
into your
soul
a whispered
word would
make us
whole~

cafetwo2010

Its been a long, long time since a goodbye has ripped my heart asunder so,
To say that I miss her so, is the understatement of the decade for me,
god, I had forgotten how much it hurts...,
where are those eyes?
where are those lips?
where is her hand?
where is her hair?
where is her neck?
where is her voice?
where is her trembling body?


More importantly,
Where is her energy?
Where is her meaningful touch?
Where is her smile?
Where is her laughter?
Where is her young love?


So, I walk about like a disembodied spirit, seeking peace, and finding none,
I keep checking my mobile, did she text me and I missed it?
I see her eyes everywhere,
I feel her touch betimes,
I hear her voice as I drive,
I find myself taking with her,
She’s in my brief dreams, as I wake with a start and sleep eludes me,
My appetite is gone,
The world suddenly looks a lot darker and bleaker without her in it…

Will you ever come back my love?
Will your eyes ever smile on me again?
Will your lips ever set mine on fire again?
Will your hand ever send thunderbolts through mine again?
Will I ever run my fingers through your hair again?
Will I ever drink deeply from the nape of your neck again?
Will your voice ever be my symphony again?
Will we ever tremble in lovemaking again?

I don’t know, I just don’t know…

goodbye, my love…



p.s. this from a guy who does not believe in ‘true-love’, tsk, tsk…

My pedicure is complete
but I need more attention to be given to my feet

Bow down before me

I need your lips to softly kiss them

Sensually suck each toe nice and slow
Gently massage my soles

Keep sucking as you look into my eyes
I can feel the tingle of excitement in me rise



To Be Continued In My Mind :)

How to tell you to understand me very well
Understanding is not easy as you think
If it is between two souls
And more if they are more honest and truthful
I am sure you will take more time to do this
But how can I wait for you
To live without a dear and near
Understand me is so simple
If you are honest and humble
Then you never take more time
Bcuz you just need to take the way to
Think about your feels to understand me
But it is not easy as you think
If you are trying to cheat me and your soul…

sky all so blue tween clouds sun shines through, warming the skin, it's bout to begin. . . . times like this so welcome so bliss, in the distance you see for soon whats to be . . . . settle back an wait, with open arms, will it find it's way to me . . . . closer an closer coming to me, quietstorm's nearing eventually, ready to go, let it out slow, both in same place then they will know!

The distance between you and me is very deep
Because, we are strangers now
If we like to stand near and to be dear
We have to reduce our distance between us
So we need to talk more and write more
Until we can understand each other as well
Some times we will connect easily
But it may not be a long one
If we fail to feel good each other...
And my question is how long the distance you
Wish to keep between us?

I am here to share my girl friend’s questions and my answers
Gf; what you think about you?
I; a face cannot hide a lie
Gf; your first words to me?
I; let me to share anything
Gf; what are your best features?
I; my lips
Gf; your turns offs?
I; my hair
Gf; what about your past relationship?
I; I cannot live without memories…
Gf; what are the five things you cannot live without?
I; dreams, smile, mirror, friends and a bike
Gf; what is your idea about our first date?
I; travel on a bike to confirm “the world is not enough” to fulfill our love-dreams
Gf; what you fix first in your bed room?
I; a mirror, which helps me to confirm, who I am!
At last she waited for my questions,
But I have only one thing to do. say goodbye