Last Commented Romance Poems (1,693)

I am not yours, not lost in you,
Not lost, although I long to be
Lost as a candle lit at noon,
Lost as a snowflake in the sea.

You love me, and I find you still
A spirit beautiful and bright,
Yet I am I, who long to be
Lost as a light is lost in light.

Oh plunge me deep in love—put out
My senses, leave me deaf and blind,
Swept by the tempest of your love,
A taper in a rushing wind.

Let me bask within your lovliness
To cleanse myself of me
Amidst your natural charisma
My identity is free

You have a way of revealing
The passion that lies deep
I dream of you every night
In the wanderings of my sleep

Our time is but a hiccup
In the avenue of life
I aim to change your heartbeat
To skip but once in strife

Dance within the halls
Of the warmest place i know
Amongst the teardrops of yearning
Embracing our souls to grow..

Avert thine eyes from mine, I beg thee.
Thou speaks and thy voice comforts.
A voice like soothing hands,
I dare say,
able to reach and stir
the very depths of my soul.
I beg thee, stand afar,
lest ye be alerted
to the savage pounding
of my heart in my breast.
Thy presence weakens me
regarding all things thought settled.
I am haunted by a restless longing
to pour forth for thee,
words I have shared with no other.
I ache and flush
as thine eyes hold my gaze
and I catch thy sweet scent.
Merely thoughts I reason,
yet truth be my wish
for thy savory lips to mine.
Wicked temptress!
Shame scorns me,
for my skin craves thy touch,
thy warmth;
the embrace I trust would be strong, yet tender.
I am haunted by images of burning passion
and perfect love.
Is it fear that makes me tremble?
Alas, I know but one kiss
would be my undoing.

Some like the pallet of a nice fine wine,
some like relaxing, just passing the time,

some love the high, from the sniff of cocaine,
some love the rush of jumping from a plane,

some like the thrill of danger and action,
some like their mind, and the chemical reaction,

my only thrill cant be found in these things,
my only thrill is that of which i sing,

my only rush is what makes me happy,
my only rush is my one beautiful Abby,

your love awakens just for me
passion rekindle soft kisses to be
arms entwined flames of love
my moon queen above

to live without you would be a sin
your heart i want to be in
all these feelings what does it mean
can you feel it my moon queen

For you are above all
for you I did fall
Ah i reliese what this is
love for my moon queen

White Angel

White Angel I don’t know you,
I’ve never seen you before,
You just appeared as a white shadow,
Bright as the sun, warm as the heart, light as the air.
White Angel your eyes are made by the stars,
I don’t know if you are real or...
...you are just in my mind.
I don’t know if you are here for me...
...or if you need me to be there for you.
White Angel your lips are made by petals of roses ,
...like in some dreams I don’t know where I am while I talk to you...
...like in some dreams everything can happen while I talk to you...
...and like for some dreams I know that I would sleep a life time if waking up means loosing you.
White Angel your wings are made by the wind,
Bring me high with you....high in the sky,
Dancing on the clouds under the moonlight.
White Angel!
My spirit of life,
As you open your wings to fly free
I’ll open my arms to catch you if you fall.
White Angel!
I don’t know if you’ll go...
I don’t know if I’ll ever see you...
..But I do know that I will never forget you.

V-iew of a dream is in front of me,
I-mmediately when I think how it could be,
L-aying with you like a butterlfy ,
M-aking
A-nd feeling you, passionately shy.

M-any times I dreamt to fly,
A-nd many times I just woke up without a sky,
G-rowing my mind with the desire of you,
D-ying my heart because no hopes were true,
A-nd felt like a space without the end,
L-eft alone hearing your "no" grabbing my hand.
E-rased are the feelings that once made me fly,
N-o more dreams
A-nd no more the man able to cry.

K-now how you sometimes can feel
A-bout living a dream that no one can kill
S-earching for excitment, passion or love
A-nd hoping it will be pure like a flying dove.
N-othing can tell you what you will find
D-ead or alive inside your heart and your mind.
R-eading your soul is not easy task
A-ll I can say, you need a man with no mask!

J oy to my eyes and to any man desire
O r pain to the heart that you can burn with your fire?
A ll maybe wrong, but this is what I see,
N ot the women you are but the one you should be